Chapter 59

Mateo’s grandfather cocked his head to one side. “I thought Dazi was going to live with us instead, as an alternative to exile.”

“That is possible,” Tuku’isa said. “We should leave that choice up to the new couple.”

Mateo nodded. “I will speak with him.”

“You had best do that soon,” Natiam said. “I sense that poor Dazi is worried sick.”

The mists around Mateo took on a dull glow from the emotions that image conjured. “I cannot bear to think of him suffering. Have we finished here?”

“You are,” Tuku’isa said. “However, I want to speak with your grandfather a while longer, if that is alright.”

“Fine by me,” Mateo’s grandfather said. He put a paw on Mateo’s shoulder. “I will assure your mother you are well. Let us know if and when you’re coming home.”

“Thank you, mam. And thank you, Tuku’isa, Natiam, Nattusu. I will see you in the waking world.”

Tuku’isa gave a slow nod. “Until then.”