The Order
Book Six of the Hayle Coven Destinies
Their laughter made me smile, the first time I'd felt like smiling in a long time, it seemed. Infectious, delicious, the exuberant excitement of a brother and sister at play without a care in the world.
If only. Though, for now it was easy for my son to forget his role in the end of the Universe as we knew it. As the Gateway, whatever that would ultimately mean for him and the rest of us, my son spent far too much time sad and quiet, doing his best to keep his chin up, his shoulders back. So much weight for a boy to carry, a weight I knew well and could do little to help him bear. I had my own burdens.