Feathers

by Kira Kyuu

Siobhan Potter used to always visit churches, at least when she could. She never knew that would give her something in return. After all, if you love God, He finds a way to repay that, does He not?

36. Feather Thirty Six

Feather Thirty-Six

It was her birthday. Siobhan rolled her shoulders, trying to dismiss the tingling on her back. She should have slept on her stomach last night.

She hesitated, stepping down from the flat cautiously. It was quiet, even for a morning. The now of-age witch had been planning to spend the day in, but. . . Did Grandda know today was her birthday?

Aunt Petunia would have told him, if he had asked, and he seemed the type to ask. He was indeed kind, as she had wondered months ago.

"Surprise!"

Siobhan blinked owlishly at the group of people gathered in the pub. The twins – Connor and Murphy as well as Laketta and Tianna – were there. Anna and Rocco were, too. She turned to stare at her grandfather, a confused frown in place, but he wrapped an arm around her shoulders, a smile on his weathered face.