“I won’t get that from you. Not my mate.” “How do you know?” I wanted to laugh. It was as if he were trying to talk me out of something I know he desired as much as I did. “Because I know. Goddess tells me so.” Spirit sang sweetly to me, humming joy. Like one of Clara’s happy spells, but it was generated by me, by my discovery and faith in what I knew must be right and true.
