Chapter 12
“Oh,” Mica finally says.
Randy looks at her. “Not the way I’d imagined.”
And the world goes on.
“No, I thought Ollie was the non-magical human and Wes was the one with the power,” Mica tells Randy and it’s like there’s immediately this bubble that surrounds them. Wes always wonders if Ollie and he have something similar.
“I know!” Randy whisper-shouts. “I didn’t even notice that Ollie wasn’t getting older.”
Ollie rolls his eyes in Wes’s direction, a shadow of a smile on his face. It’s too early to tell, of course, but they—possibly—have not screwed it up. There’s still hope.
“Me neither! I thought it was only Wes,” Mica says then flaps a hand around to get Randy’s attention, even as she fully has it. She catches him on the downswing and he winces, making Wes look at Ollie to see if he noticed too. Narrowed brown eyes say he did. They caught it fast enough. “Sorry,” Mica says, covering the place with her hand. “Are you alright?”