“Does it?” Marc hummed thoughtfully. “Rosie is a High Priestess. Even I can feel her power roll off of her when she does the simplest things, like light a candle.”
“Exactly,” I hissed excitedly, so happy that we were on the same page. I should’ve known we were, though. After all these years, it was very rare for us not to share the same brain. “I feel like it’s more important than ever for Skylar to push into learning to utilize all of his Goddess-given abilities.”
From right inside the curtain, a crackly, older female voice said, “Oh, I agree. Although, I’m thinking our Sky’s abilities might be from one of the Gods, don’t you? They’re so much less helpful.”
Marc and I both looked at Rosie in shock. “I thought I locked the door,” my husband said.
Rosie waved him off, shuffling our direction. “Of course you did, dearie. But can locks really keep out someone like me?”
“No,” Lee, her husband, said dryly, appearing beside her. “Especially not when you’re attached to a spirit who can roam wherever they want, like through closed doors, and manipulate things in the natural world. Say, like turn a lock, for instance.”
Rosie pouted. “You’re no fun.”
Lee smiled. “Don’t worry. I re-locked the door.”
“Is everything alright?” I asked, worried that she hadn’t just called or texted but shown up and essentially broken in.
She nodded. “Everything will be fine, but I think it’s time for you and I to talk about Sky’s needs.”
Rosie had originally agreed to help me train him, but since the first dreamwalk, most of their conversation had centered around the wonder of it all. “Go on.”
I wouldn’t say I was mad at the older womanper se, but she hadn’t been exactly forthcoming about what Skylar and Kingston were up against. I didn’t buy for a second that it was as easy as what the boys had experienced so far.
“Let me make you a cup of tea, High Priestess,” Marc said with a slight bow of his head before he bustled to the cabinet to create a sachet for her.
At that moment, I realized that despite her teasing entry, there was a seriousness to her tone and a concern in her gaze that made my breath hitch.
“The children have been eased into their new world, but Lee has seen.” The spirit at her side nodded solemnly. “They’re about to learn that they don’t know anything yet.”
Chapter 4
Sky
“I’m sorry,I have to go,” I told Ego and Jetty. “You guys don’t really need me anyway.”
I’d received a text message from Gran asking me to join her and Elyse at Witch’s Brew in town for afternoon tea. I’d been dying to get Gran over there since I saw how excited Carli and Cassi were just to meet King since he was Rosie’s grandson.
Ego frowned. “You’re always running off somewhere. Do you have another job?”
“No,” I said, gathering my stuff. “Rosie and Elyse want to meet up for tea.”
“You mean coffee?” Ego asked.
“No, he definitely means tea,” Jetty said, chuckling. “I didn’t realize there were Americans who consumed as much tea as those women.”
Ego shook his head. “This place is weird.”
My poor cousin. I wondered if he was regretting his decision to buy this old rumbling mini-castle here. As much as he liked my friends, Stevie and Buck had been giving him a little haunting exposure, and he’d caught all of ustalking to ourselves—aka, talking to one of the ghosts he couldn’t see—somanytimes that he’d actually asked me if the water in this town was poisoned with hallucinogens.
“Well, when will you be back? I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be in town, and I’d like to spend more time with you before I leave.”
That stopped me short halfway to the door. “I thought you were staying until the house is redone.”
As he shook his head no, Jetty motioned behind him that he was going up to join his workers. I appreciated him giving me and Ego a moment alone.
“I can’t. Not really. I have a benefit concert, and I need get some content done for my socials. Then I have that short tour I told you about. I’d like to get all this other stuff done so that when that’s over, I can come back and relax and just write my music. Jetty thinks all the work inside will be done by then.”
Ugh. That made sense, but dammit, I liked having my cousin here. His arrival had been shit timing, though. My exposure to the Dream-veil came along at the same time as him, so I’d been spending as much time with Gran and Pops as possible, soaking up their connection and love.
