I woke up in bed, Mal sat at my bedside reading one of my books. August floated above me.
āWillow read my card already this morning. I got the Ace of Wands again. Reversed, like always. āShe thinks it points to stagnation on my part due to lack of focus.ā
āAugust, please. Can we talk about it later?ā I looked over to Mal, who glared at August.
āWell you see-ā August started to say, then a single gesture from Mal pushed him from the room.
āCan you teach me how to do that?ā I tried to sit up, but Mal put a hand on my shoulder.
āYou hit your head when you fell. You need to rest.ā
āWhat happened? Is she gone?ā My head felt like balloon constructed entirely of nerve tissue.
āFor now. Sheāll need time to build up the strength to attack you again. Willow and I will stay for a few more days, until youāre feeling better, and then weāll have to leave. Iām sorry.ā He brushed a hand along my cheek. āYouāre a great writer, by the way.ā
I meant to say something, but I guess I passed out again.
Time to get one of those whisky-smelling priests who say boyo and have a rosary they got from their ma who died of consumption aged 26? I hear they kick ass at exorcism...