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“They are flying around with the freaking dragonflies,” I told him. Carter was the
only one I had told about what Grandma Hazel had told me about my mother’s
gifts. I still visited her whenever I went to New York. The old lady aged well for the
hard life she chose to live out there in the wilds of Appilachia. She was always
sitting in the rocking chair waiting for me claiming she dropped some silverware
and that’s how she knew someone was coming. The raven or the smoke black wolf
was always sitting with her. Sometimes there was more than one raven, I had
stopped questioning things. Everytime we went for a walk in the woods and found
ourselves at the waterfall. Sometimes she taught me about the plants of the area as
she forages somehow knowing the difference of one mushroom to the other by feel
and scent alone.
I stared at the spot they had been long after they had flitted away. Carter just sat
quietly beside me not wanting to interrupt this moment. However, Misty did it for
us when she leaned over the back of the couch and asked. “What are we staring at?”
“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you,” I said.
“I’m enjoying my boring soccer mom era so I’m not going to ask you to elaborate.
Lunch is ready,” Misty said. The grilled cheese and massive pot of soup was ready,
that’s as far as she was reaching for anything today. She and Beck had their hands
full, this pack had become a haven for her and Beck’s projects; women who had
come face to face with the worst sort of men out there. Humans and wolves alike
now called the Divide pack home. Misty, Lana, and I checked in on them, we’re an
ear for their troubles and helped them get on their feet. Many had found good men
here, others thrived staying single. The riffraff had been expelled from the pack and
humans and outcast wolves now called Divide their home. Everything had come full
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Carter and I got up and went inside settling the twins with their lunch and
collected our own. I found myself staring at the sculpture on the mantel of the
fireplace as I chewed. It was the thing Lana and Mazzie had gone back for that
Christmas. Bits of recycled metal wrapped around a petrified wood branch,
depicting a woman with a wolf emerging from her chest and winding around her. I
found myself staring at it often, amazed that I had found myself here, resting in joy
and contentment after all the horrors, and life altering moments I had been

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