CHAPTER FIVE HUNDRED and FIFTY-FIVE
“I do what I can,” Abi said with a nod. “I have saved her a few times. I have missed a few more. I was in the Fairy Queendom when the world slipped into danger with this climate change. I missed it. I trusted humans to care about their home. That is my oversight. I can only work now to do what can be done to save the human race. Long after you are gone, I will be here.”
Abi nodded. Honey fell silent.
“What would you do to me?” Honey asked.
“I would rearrange your molecules,” Abi said. “Your scar, both inside and out, is horizontal about three inches wide.”
“I would return you to whole,” Abi said. “Your body wishes to be whole. Your body is like the earth. You are made up of the entire universe. The entire universe strives for wholeness. I will tap into your body’s own desire to be whole and return your body to health. But …”
“But?” Honey asked.
“It only works if you are ready to let go of this thing with your sister,” Abi said. “Give up the burden of this injury. Embrace your wholeness. I cannot fight your human will. You would have to align yourself with your body and mind’s desire for wholeness.”
Honey tipped her head to the side and looked at Abi.
“I don’t know how,” Honey said, emphasizing every word.
“You just let it go,” Abi said. “I have to let go of my form to embrace another.”
“Shape shifting?” Honey asked.
“It’s a kind of shape shifting,” Abi said. “Akin to that skill. But instead, we are taking the cells, healing them, and reorganizing them.”
“Show me,” Honey said. “Fix my hands.”
“I cannot until you’re ready to change,” Abi said.
Abi picked up her fork and took a bite of cake.
“But isn’t that what we’re celebrating?” Abi asked. “That you are ready to embrace change.”
Honey squinted at Abi for a moment. Then Honey closed her eyes.
“It’s too much of a burden to carry,” Abi said, in a soft, kind voice. “No one can heal and carry the rage — appropriate or otherwise — at the one who injured them. It’s like being pulled in two directions. It is unlivable.”
Honey nodded. She sighed.
“I am ready,” Honey said. “Can you take the rage from me?”
“No,” Abi said. “It doesn’t need to be taken from you by magic. You just need to set it down — like luggage set on the side of the road. It’s time to set it down. The trick then is to not pick it up again.”
“I am willing,” Honey said.
“Good,” Abi said. She clapped her hands together and gave Honey a bright smile. “Let’s get started.”
Denver Cereal continues next week…
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