Chapter 133

Bri

Christmas time was my father's favorite, he used to tell me about the fires the men and boys now erected near the water before we went on our evening fishing excursion. Boo was in charge, as my eyes and ears to protect our home. Her headspace was free to me and my decision had already been made to leave her behind when I left. she knew my heart better than I knew it myself, and would be the only way I could let a part of me remain here while the rest of me was forced to be elsewhere. The only way everything I cherished would be safe from the perils of witches' politics, was if they were together under her care. I could never let those witches know what these men and boys were to me and I was not putting another familiar at risk again. That loss along with my fathers had broken me and left me vulnerable to them. At least this way I would know they were OK, they were all that mattered, the only things that would keep my soul tethered to this world when I unleashed myself upon my opp