“Holy crap, Mom!” I exclaimed, dropping my second sight and turning. “You’re worse than Ivy.”

She smiled, a glint of devilry in her as she sashayed in, cake-strewn plates and silverware in hand. “Thank you for inviting me. I don’t get to go to too many of these things.”

Hearing an accusation in there, I plugged the sink and ran some water. “Mom,” I said tiredly as I pulled out the soap, “I’m not having any kids. I’m sorry. You’ll be lucky if you even get a wedding out of me.”

My mother made a rude sound, part laugh, part wise-old-woman scoffing. “I’m sure you feel that way now,” she said as she dropped the forks into the sink. “But you’re young. Give it some time. You might feel differently after you’ve met the right man.”

I turned the water off, breathing deeply of the lemon-scented air and slipping my hands into the warm water and washing the forks. I wished she’d drop the facade of what she wanted for what was real. “Mom,” I said, voice low, “my children will be stolen by demons for the ability to kindle their magic. I’m not going to risk that.” Well, actually, they would be demons, thanks to Trent’s dad, but there was no reason to tell her that. “I’m not going to have kids,” I said, slowly washing the plates.

“Rachel…,” my mom protested, but I shook my head, adamant.

“Kisten died because of me. Nick went over the bridge. I’ve got a standing date in the ever-after once a week once Al gets his act together. I’m not a good candidate for a girlfriend. Can you see me as a mother?”

My mother smiled. “Yes. I can, and you would be a good one.”

The tears pricked, and I dropped a handful of clean silverware into the dry half of the sink and ran hot water over them. I couldn’t. It was too risky.

Pulling a cloth from a top drawer, my mom took the handful of clean silverware I’d dropped into the sink. “Let’s say you’re right,” she said, “and you don’t even adopt or take in a child who needs a home. But what if you’re wrong? There’s someone out there who’s suited for you. Someone who has enough strength or knowledge to keep themselves safe. I bet there’s a foxy young man looking right now for a woman who can take care of herself and thinking he can’t have anyone either.”