A Well-Timed Enchantment
“Where to start? Deanna wanted to thank Oliver for jumping in the well after her, but didn't know how. Did he remember he was really a cat? (And if he didn't, should she tell him?) What did it feel like to change? Had it been painful? Did he regret it? Did he know any more about where they were and what they were supposed to be doing than she did?
Words had never come easy to Deanna. She had frequently found herself unexpectedly, unintentionally, in the background, even among her friends. And no...w, after a summer spent with distant relatives who spoke little if any English, she found it even harder than normal to get started. Thank you, Oliver, she'd say. Thank you? she could imagine him saying. Or, he'd ask For what? Or, if she worked out an answer for either of those, he'd say something else for which she didn't have an answer. Then she'd go and trip over her own tongue again, and Oliver would look at her with those big green eyes again, watching her make a fool of herself. Again.
So, instead of working out what to say to Oliver, her mind returned to the two fair folk and what they'd said about the well.MoreLess
Words had never come easy to Deanna. She had frequently found herself unexpectedly, unintentionally, in the background, even among her friends. And no...w, after a summer spent with distant relatives who spoke little if any English, she found it even harder than normal to get started. Thank you, Oliver, she'd say. Thank you? she could imagine him saying. Or, he'd ask For what? Or, if she worked out an answer for either of those, he'd say something else for which she didn't have an answer. Then she'd go and trip over her own tongue again, and Oliver would look at her with those big green eyes again, watching her make a fool of herself. Again.
So, instead of working out what to say to Oliver, her mind returned to the two fair folk and what they'd said about the well.MoreLess
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