Taryn had sometimes watched her friends’ families trying to get one up on each other in a moral or emotional accounting. Who did what for Mother when she was dying. How much money was borrowed. Who took time to attend all the school plays. Who remembered birthdays. Taryn couldn’t understand the language in which the sidhe spoke, but she understood the character of the interactions. Sidhe were saying to other sidhe, ‘I’ve done my bit. It’s your turn.’
