13 Chapter 13

“But yet we’re here just the same,” she replied. “Three hundred plus years later. Even though they seemingly knew about you this entire time, knew where you were, had the ability to visit you whenever they liked.”

My nodding continued, the frown on my face hanging even further south. “Despite my being friends, at one time, with their apparent, well, gods.” Oh the bitter irony in that. Heck, they weren’t even the best-loved drag queens at our bar, back in the day. Certainly not the most tipped on your average night. Now they were practically enshrined in this place. Though, with me here, entombed seemed more appropriate.

I walked over to Dara, who was now admiring Destiny’s wardrobe, and took her frigid hands in my own. In the silence I could hear the radiation inside of me, inside of her, what made us what we were. “But you’re glad we’re here, aren’t you?” My frown quivered, inched up a notch.