Strays

Once the kids had all gone, August and Greta had some time before the reiki session with Sylvia. Greta brought some cucumber sandwiches from the house as a snack, and the two visited in the garden. The fall sun shimmered brightly in the small clearing of trees over Greta and Sam's house.

Basking in the radiance of the day and a successful lycan pup lesson that she had been anxious about, August chewed happily, considering for a moment the kind of fairy tale her surroundings suggested. It was just too surreal. So much had changed so quickly. It made her appreciate the vibrance available to her in the moment.

"I see Lily didn't come," she realized regretfully.

"She wasn't at the training today either. I heard about what happened," Greta replied, referring to the accident the last time August and Graeme were at the training.

"Yeah, your brother may have overreacted a little," August laughed softly, thinking of the small girl sprawled out on the ground in fear. "Is she okay?"