Possibilities

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Chapter 3

Kagome stared her mother down from the opposite side of the dinner table. Her mom was purposely avoiding her gaze acting as if she didn't just have a mild panic attack in the storage shed fifteen minutes ago. Even with her mother's façade Gramps and Souta knew something was afoot. Both male at the table slowly went from happily eating their food to nervously pushing and poking it around on their plates.

Kagome sighed inaudibly, something had to give and it was obvious that she was the only one willing to step up and take the challenge.

"So Mama, weren't you telling us yesterday how your old friend's daughter was having a baby girl? Why don't we give them my old baby clothes? I could even help you pack them up."

Kunloon's eyes widened for a brief second before hurriedly turning blank. "I was also thinking along those lines, but I won't need your help though. You are probably too busy with your studies anyway. While I'm there I might also get rid of a few knick knacks that are taking up space." Kunloon radiated profound smugness at stopping her daughter's plans in their tracks. What she didn't take into account for was her daughter's tendencies to be blunt and hard headed.

"What are you going to do with that leather jacket in my baby box?"

The males at the table who were watching the exchange as if it were a tennis match perked up upon hearing this. Silence reigned once more at the table. After a minute of trying to gauge each other's expressions Kunloon quietly picked up her plate and left without a word.

"Hey sis, can I have the jacket?"

"NO!"

Everything was going downhill fast, and if Kunloon was correct it wasn't going to slow down any time soon. Nothing was calming Kunloon down. She had tried a comforting bath, yoga, even some wine to calm her nerves. Nothing was working!

It was an hour past midnight and she had yet to feel the slightest tug of sleep at her consciousness. How could she possibly sleep at a time like this? Her dark secret could be brought to light at anytime.

There is only one thing Kunloon could do. Something that she promised herself, when it came in the mail two months ago, that it would never have to come to this. Cautiously walking to her nightstand she slowly opened up the drawer and rifled through the objects until she found what she was looking for. At the bottom of the drawer was a shiny black calling card with a number and the name Charles Xavier printed on it. She somberly turned around and exited her room, and quietly made her way to the home phone in the kitchen. In the dead of night Kunloon made a phone call that could change everything.

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Words of Law (Bri)