“Come on,” I said, pulling her arm. “Let’s grab some stuff.”
Our steps were lighter than they’d been in over a month as we jogged to the equipment pile and took armfuls of “human magic.”
I looked at the technology that’d saved us, and my sister walking in front of me, and the guys joking with Dad at the van. I marveled at how things worked themselves out.
Mom had walked up to see us off, kissing us goodbye. She would stay behind to pack. All around us Leprechaun people were filing out and holding hands, watching us in gratitude. My heart overflowed.
Cassidy stood next to the van with Mom, smiling. So pretty. McKale passed me, going back for the last bit of gear. I jumped and squealed as he pinched my butt and laughed under his breath. Some of the Leprechauns giggled at this show and I shook my head, blushing.
Yes, the Fae were stronger. They could force us to work for them. Force us to bind with strangers. They could alter our minds and take our memories. But they couldn’t take away our will to live or our choice to love. We would endure, and then we would die, but our hearts would be full along the way. I pitied the Fae with all their power and beauty and their lack of love.
I wouldn’t trade places with FFG for anything—nay, not even for all the pots of gold in the world.
Our steps were lighter than they’d been in over a month as we jogged to the equipment pile and took armfuls of “human magic.”
I looked at the technology that’d saved us, and my sister walking in front of me, and the guys joking with Dad at the van. I marveled at how things worked themselves out.
Mom had walked up to see us off, kissing us goodbye. She would stay behind to pack. All around us Leprechaun people were filing out and holding hands, watching us in gratitude. My heart overflowed.
Cassidy stood next to the van with Mom, smiling. So pretty. McKale passed me, going back for the last bit of gear. I jumped and squealed as he pinched my butt and laughed under his breath. Some of the Leprechauns giggled at this show and I shook my head, blushing.
Yes, the Fae were stronger. They could force us to work for them. Force us to bind with strangers. They could alter our minds and take our memories. But they couldn’t take away our will to live or our choice to love. We would endure, and then we would die, but our hearts would be full along the way. I pitied the Fae with all their power and beauty and their lack of love.
I wouldn’t trade places with FFG for anything—nay, not even for all the pots of gold in the world.
