“Terrible demeanour. Once they’ve decided what’s right or wrong, there’s no shifting them. We had to send her to a Star Sign Correctional Centre in the end.” Lance growled and I caught Darius sliding his hand onto his arm under the table. As Father’s eyes flipped onto my brother with a warning in his gaze, Lance fell quiet. “Did it work?” Cyril asked curiously. “Absolutely,” Fiona answered brightly. “She identifies as an Aquarius now.”

