Beta to Luna
I have my fears based on a lifetime of disappointment.
As Rick and I leave the office, Rick squeezes my hand. He knows I’m conflicted about reaching out to the Witch’s Council. “Why don’t you see if one of them would pop in here to visit both of us together?” he asks. “We don’t pop in places Rick,” I say laughing, “We teleport; like you just did,” I said. “I don’t know how you do that all the time. It felt like I was outside my body, like a Star Trek episode,” he says. “What’s Star Trek?” I ask him; he gives me a pained look. “Remember I didn’t have a childhood,” I tease him. “We’ll catch you up on all you missed,” Rick promises.
Rick POV