26.1 SON OF A GOD

Stepping into the Lee’s apartment always makes me think of cozy Sunday mornings. I could easily picture them all in the kitchen, the brothers sitting on the counter, with their mother heaping pancakes and bacon and eggs on their plates. If I were part of the scene, I’d be making coffee (I know I can at least whip up a decent cup). The TV would be tuned into some morning talk show, and we’d talk about our plans for the day—maybe Jester and I could go for a lunch date, and Ms. Lee would go out with her friends, and Rigel would stay home and play holo-games all day.

Could I hope for something that normal and carefree in the future? More importantly, would a future like that be possible once we stop the Coven and get through the Wane?

“Sorry to intrude, Ms Lee,” I said, when Jester’s mother ushered us inside. She had an apron over her pajamas, and I realized that ordinary folk would have gone to bed already. I remember from the cas