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stifle a giggle. It was something she did when she was nervous, but it wasn’t really ‘in character’ for Jacob.

“Oh!” ‘Jacob’ cried in sudden inspiration. “New haircut.”

Catriona’s real self had long ginger hair halfway down her back – she’d been growing it out since she was little – whereas Jacob’s hair was dark and short. She did worry that she’d made it a bit too short, though, when shapeshifting in a hurry. She also hoped she would remember how long her own hair should be when she changed back.

Of course, gentle reader, my mother could have used her magic to grow her hair as long as she wished, but she always considered that cheating, somehow.

So far, her real self had always snapped back on cue, but she supposed there was a chance that it wouldn’t. That’s why she still added a pair of small red bands when she shifted, as an anchor to her real self. They were currently around ‘Jacob’s’ left ankle where they were covered by ‘his’ socks so they wouldn’t be conspicuous.

With another grunt, Renjaf, apparently satisfied, stepped aside, and finally Catriona found herself inside his home. She wasted not a moment looking around before placing the bags on the floor and casting her locator spell, which the druidess followed with her mind as it shot up the stairs to Renjaf’s library on the tenth floor. In seconds, she would have a precise location, but her attention wavered as she felt something brushing against her back. Something familiar and yet somehow wrong: her hair.

“Uh-oh!” she cried.

While casting her locator spell, she had inadvertently let go of her image of Jacob and reverted to her old self.

“You!” Renjaf cried, his face darkening like the sky preparing for a thunderstorm. “Get out of my house!”

“Look, I’m sorry, OK?” Cat said, holding up her arms in surrender.

Damn, she had been so close!

“I just really need that book. That’s all! Really! There’s no need to—” but she never got to finish her sentence as Renjaf picked her up with his magic and literally threw her out of his home, through the air and into the pond where she landed with a splash.

After crawling her way out of the water, she stood up and walked back down the path, where she freed Jacob. He was understandably livid.

“What the hell was that?” he demanded.

“The plants wouldn’t have harmed you,” Cat assured him. “I just needed you out of the way.”

Jacob shook his head, “You don’t get it, do you? I wasn’t worried about the plants.”

“Then what?” Cat wondered with a puzzled frown.

“It’s pretty solitary, this job of mine,” he said. “Not much chance to meet people. I know Renjaf’s a grumpy old miser, but even the polite customers aren’t interested in getting to know the delivery boy. Still, here I thought I’d actually made a friend. But no! You were just using me, weren’t you?”

A dripping wet Cat reluctantly nodded. “Yes, I was,” she admitted, quietly. “I hadn’t thought of it like that, but you’re right. I’m sorry.”

“At least you’re honest about it,” Jacob allowed.

“Oh yes, I’m fully prepared to be completely honest about my total dishonesty,” she quipped.

Despite himself, Jacob laughed, “You know you could have just asked me to help, right?”

“It never occurred to me,” she confessed. “When it comes to this staff of mine, well, everybody thinks my story is insane, so I tend to keep it to myself.” There was a pause for a moment, then she said, “So, what now?”

“Well, I’ve got more deliveries to do around Compton
”

“Alright.”

“
and after what you pulled today, I should just leave you here.”

“Absolutely fair enough. You should probably do that.”

“But I’m not going to.”

“You’re not?”

“Come on,” he said, taking her arm, “Let’s see what we can do about getting you dry.”

“Only if you’re sure,” Cat said.

“Well, I can’t leave a half-drowned Cat to fend for herself, now can I?” Jacob quipped, taking her arm and leading her back to his cart.

“Well, OK, then,” Cat smiled. “If you put it like that, thanks. I just don’t want to be any trouble.”

Jacob snorted, “You’ve already been that, and you really shouldn’t thank me yet – there is a price: On the way, you can tell me your ‘insane’ story, so I know exactly who it is I’ve made friends with.”

“That’s fair,” Cat agreed.

“Also,” Jacob added, “the only blankets I have are for Bonnie, so before long you’re going to smell like a horse.”

“‘The Cat Who Smelled of Horse’!” Catriona laughed. “They’ll be telling the story a thousand years from now.”

*****

And so, gentle reader, here I am, doing exactly that!

One of the reasons I include this part of my mother’s story is to provide balance. Catriona Redfletching is a legend, but she was once a person, and like all of us, she was flawed, fallible. She made mistakes.

I just hope, for all our sakes, that I am not making one now.

Chapter 6

It occurs to me to point out, gentle reader, that my mother wasn’t completely obsessed with her quest for knowledge of her staff, her Angel and her magic. She was, for the most part, a well-rounded young woman with an active social life. She still had a few friends and relationships with both Faery and humans, though she was never particularly close to any of them. She had learned not to discuss her Angel for fear of accusations of insanity, or her staff for fear of drawing too much attention to it. Even her advancing druid magic was seen as little more than a curiosity, like an obscure hobby that nobody else gets unless they share it.

Except nobody did.

Jacob was different. When Catriona opened up to him, he did not judge her sanity. If she said she saw a sort-of-Angel who gave her the staff and mended her village with druid magic, then Jacob was prepared to accept it. After all, as Cat herself argued, she had clearly got her staff from somewhere – it could hardly have just been lying around, unnoticed

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