GoddessChapter 18 The Mothers Story
MRS. H AND MRS. D HAD OUR complete and undivided attention in the cool of the following morning on the shaded patio outside the breakfast room. The girls, especially, wanted the whole story right now, but the mothers were going to tell it their own way, that was obvious. So Oscar sat on Persephone, metaphorically, of course, and I did my best to restrain Hebe. Rick was attentive, and silent. He had his eyes on Mrs. D, especially, and I remembered the story Persephone had told me about a...