Baby Blue was nonchalant toward the ice cream. Xylia saw that she had been crying by the way she hastily wiped her face.
"Just drop it, Mama Xylia. Father Atticus needs me more," she said.
Xylia wanted for Baby Blue to take the ice cream and allow her some privacy with Atticus. Things to be discussed now should out of the ears of Baby Blue.
She was certain what happened eighteen years ago had happened again.
She was more than sure about it.
Her hair, the glow, the vibrancy, and illumination.
It was all — all just as it was back then.
Trouble had sparked yet again but Atticus needed to be saved so, it was all worth it. It was them who needed to be extra cautious now.
Maybe Baelfire contacting her wasn't at a total disadvantage. She would make use of this connection with him to gain ears to hear of every occurrence in the high house – one that concerns the healing.
