“The world is a
very strange place, indeed.”
“I like this look on you,” Sophia declared. “You look happier than I’ve ever seen you.”
“I’m certain something will pop this bubble,” Nadia admitted. “But for now, I’ll bask in it. I’m happy. Truly happy.”
She shouldn’t
have said anything. She knew that fate had a way of listening in. But Nadia
smiled as she and Sophia waited for Morris to return from the kitchens ladened
with several sacks full of food for those in the rookery.
The door swung
open, banging against the wall and sending a shock of icy wind through the
room. Nadia turned toward it, the cold slithering down her spine and settling
like a rock in her stomach.
She was suddenly
certain this was the omen she’d spoken into being. Why, oh why, had she opened
her mouth?
“I should not
have said that aloud,” she muttered.
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