years. But I shook off any regret. Life would be better without them. I moved closer and stood on my tiptoes. “What about school and living like a human?”
He clapped his hands twice and we were no longer in the cave that was his home.
Chapter 6
“Where are we?” I asked when the smoke cleared.
The room was dark, but I was able to make out empty shelves and pictures hanging on creamy walls. Lamps and furniture were covered in white sheets. Several inches of dust coated the room.
“This is the house your mom grew up in.” He pulled the sheet off the couch and rolled it into a dusty ball. Thick dust puffed in the air. Laeddin coughed, and tossed the sheet on the floor.
“Really?” I’d always wanted to see my mom’s house but she’d never let me. “And my dad grew up in the next house over, right?” My uncles teased that their house was a sprawling mansion while my mom had lived in a shack. She’d laughed but it was obvious there were some painful memories. For that reason I hadn’t pushed her to come. Occasionally she would share a good memory, but it wasn’t often.
The room Laeddin and I stood in was definitely small though. Smaller even than my bedroom in the castle.
“That’s right.” His words brought me out of my thoughts. “I believe a couple of Dorian’s brothers and Professor Pops still live there, including some of your cousins.”
“You know we aren’t really related?”
“No?” His eyes danced with joy. I wondered if he was as excited to be free of his cave as I was to have escaped Sharra.
“Professor Pops adopted the seven brothers.”
Laeddin pulled a sheet off the TV. “Yes, I knew that.”
I wanted to ask him how, but figured it had to do with his genie powers and so didn’t bother. I was too excited. “I can’t wait to see them.”
“Yeah, about that?” Laeddin pulled a sheet off a high back chair. He wadded the sheet and tossed it, averting his gaze.
“What?”
He moved over to the couch and patted a pillow. Dust erupted in the air like a puff of smoke.
“No one can know who you are.” His eyes connected with mine. They radiated sympathy, but also finality.
I felt my mouth drop. “But why?” That totally sucked.
“Because if they know who you are they could tell you r mom and dad, which would ruin your wish.”
I sank into the overstuffed chair. That made sense. I wanted to live like a typical teenager, but if my uncles or Professor Pops knew who I was they would have to tell my mom and dad. Of course they would, because their loyalties were to them first and foremost. My uncles had shared enough stories… sleeping out on something called a trampoline, hanging out until all hours. I knew what the brothers, Pops, and my mom and dad meant to each other.
“You get it, right?” Laeddin rested a hand on my shoulder, filling the air around me with his scent.
“I guess so.” I took a small breath. “At least you’ll be here with me.”
Laeddin cleared his throat.
“Wait, you won’t?”
He knelt beside the chair. “Think about it. How would it look if a teenaged gi rl and unmarried guy lived together? People might get the wrong idea.”
I jumped up and started to pace. “I’ll be all alone. Where are you going? I don’t know what to do. I need help. I can’ t do this without you. Besides what if I want another wish?”
He stood. “What do you suggest?”
I tried to pull on my wing like I usually did in stressful situations and then remembered they were gone. For some reason it made me sad. “I don’t know. But you can’t leave. You can’t,” I cried, full of desperation.
Laeddin snapped his fingers. The tattoos around his wrists lit up momentarily and suddenly the entire room was dust free and totally clean. “That’s better.” He snapped his fingers again and a figurine appeared in his hand. He set it on the empty glass shelf. “Look, it’s your twin.”
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