“So, as I said to Avery, the sisters got tired of all that spinning, weaving and cutting… and quite frankly they were sick of each other. Imagine spending all your time in your living room – all day, every day – never going anywhere?”
[Author’s Note: This is an excerpt from The Year of the Numen.]
“Hey, if it’s story time, tell Avery to call the shuttle, then we can all hear about it together.” Steve [the shuttle’s driver] said as he turned on the shuttle’s phone system. A minute later, they could all see Avery on the screen above the front window looking down on them.
He held up his coffee mug to them and said, “Live from New York…”
Hello, Avery!” everyone shouted at the screen.
“Quiet down, everyone,” Steve called out. “Olivia is going to tell us a story about the Fates splitting up.”
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