17. The Answer

The Answer

Styx’s hesitation was so long,

I furiously blinked tears from my eyes

and stared down at my bloodied

and bruised feet.

I wanted her to say no;

at least that way

whatever happened to my mother,

we were together.

Styx’s voice broke through my thoughts.

Quietly and cautiously

she said,

‘Yes.’

My mother looked up hopefully,

just as Styx added,

‘If Hades agrees.’

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