Chapter 23
“You’ve not lost too much time,” Trixie said as they reached the beginning of the path, leading toward the hotel. “There’s still so much magick and nature for you to catch up on, but it is also here waiting for you.”
“What if…”
“What if it has changed? The tree that you once walked by has now died?”
Ivy nodded with a lump in her throat. When she was a kid, she’d collected the leaves and pinecones from the ground because she thought those were the trees last gifts. They would die, they looked like they were dying, but it was only winter. And after winter,her mother taught her, comes the rebirth. Spring. It is when we truly fall in love again, start believing in magick all over again.
“You met Bert in the winter, didn’t you?”
Trixie caught her eyes with a soft smile. She nodded. “Just after the darkest part of the year, yes.”
“And you made it through a year together?”