I smiled faintly, picturing it. “I’ll place an ad, okay?” SWFW looking for SWM. Must be able to fight off demons and vampires, and be willing to put up with jealous roommate. Then I sighed in the thought that that pretty much summed up Nick and Kisten. Nick was a real winner, and Kisten was dead. Because of me. Because he had tried to save me.

My mom touched my arm, and I handed her one of Ceri’s teacups.

“I just want you to be happy,” she said.

“I am,” I said confidently so I could believe it. “I really am.” But when I found out who had bitten me and killed Kisten, and then I ripped him apart, I was going to be a whole lot happier. Maybe Al knew a Pandora charm. Maybe he had a book and I could just read up on it when he was sleeping.

From the sanctuary came the masculine sound of a hello and the excited tinkling of pixy chatter. It was Quen; the party was breaking up. Passing my mom the last dish, I went more melancholy still. I had saved Quen, but not my dad. That sucked.

My mom must have known my thoughts as she gave me a sideways hug. She pulled away, but her damp hands seemed to leave a lasting impression on me. “Don’t make such a sad face, Rachel. I loved your dad. But I’ve been hurting for so long, I forgot how to be happy. I need to…”

I nodded, knowing where she was coming from. “Put something good in its place so you can think about him without the pain?”

She nodded, giving me another tight hug as if she was trying to squeeze some of her happiness into me. “I want to help Ceri get her things back home,” she said, and I dried my hands. We left the kitchen together, my mother’s arm still over me. It made me feel good, like I felt when I was little. Protected. Loved.

But when we entered the sanctuary, my arm fell away. Takata is here, too?

The man gave me an awkward wave as he stood by the piano with his fingers in the frosting and pixies sitting on his thin shoulders. I felt a stab of emotion when my mother’s demeanor changed and she went to him, delighted. She seemed younger, especially with that new haircut. Her heart was light now that the truth was out, which made me feel bad that it had taken so long for that to happen.