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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