have little interest in specializing in genetics.”
“Well, Hara was an explorer and leader of some renown. He had a broad-based knowledge and as I recall, no small crystal gift. It was what made him well suited to finding new worlds with strong crystal deposits.” He paused and continued in a more pensive tone. “There are few Maras among the crystal gifted in each generation, so it’s doubtful the ability came from your mother’s side, if it is an inherited gift.”
“You think Callie has the gift too, don’t you?” The question sounded only in his mind, but Davin nodded as if thinking. “I’d like to learn more, if the Council is willing for me to have the knowledge. I have yet to find my true path in life, though I’m well past the age where the decision should have already been made.”
“But they’ve made allowances for your heritage, haven’t they?”
Harry nodded. “My human side and the fact that they need to continue to study me. It’s both kept me back and propelled me forward. Because I don’t have a job, I spend a lot of time studying. As a result, I’ve surpassed my age group in most areas of study, but I haven’t found the one thing I want to make my life’s work.”
“If you were a regular Alvian, I would say your life’s path would be in crystal work, but it’s not for me to decide. I will tell you that you have enough of the gift to make you one of the strongest candidates I’ve seen in many years. You could hold a high position in the engineering sector, but as it stands, I don’t know if that path will be open to you.”
Harry stood, putting both crystals on the low table. “I know someone who might have an idea about my future, if you’d like to meet him.”
Davin knew full well that Harry was probably referring to Caleb O’Hara, but he had to be circumspect.
He stood and tried to look only mildly interested.
“I’d be pleased to meet anyone you wish,” he said formally.
“Then come on next door. It’s lunchtime and I promised Papa Caleb I’d share the meal with him today.
He’ll be happy to have one more guest, I’m sure.”
The two men moved to the apartments next door and Harry was unsurprised when the door opened before they’d even reached it. A large, older man stood in the entry, his expression clouded with a mixture of concern, question and not a little bit of worry.
“Chief Engineer Davin, this is Caleb O’Hara.” Harry made the introductions before Caleb stepped back to allow them entry.
“Better come in. Lunch is already here.” Caleb closed the door as the other men entered, but stood facing them as they moved into the room. “I’ve already engaged the privacy. Since I knew Harry was coming, they won’t take it amiss, but they may try to take it down, so we have to talk fast.” He turned his green-eyed gaze on Davin, pinning him in place. “I’ve seen you before, in my visions. What are your Page 48
intentions toward my girl Callie?”
Davin stood firm. He should have expected something like this from the man who was clearly the leader of the O’Hara household.
“I sincerely hope and believe she is my resonance mate. If I am so lucky, I will cherish and love her for the rest of our lives. And I will protect her with my own life, should it come to that.”
Caleb seemed to lose some of his rigidity at Davin’s heartfelt words. “All right then,” he conceded, moving forward into the room. “I’ve seen you with her in my visions, and it might come down to your life for hers, so be warned. There’s trouble coming, but I haven’t seen much more than the feeling of a threat.”
Davin’s thoughts turned grim at the idea that someone or something would threaten his Callie, but he vowed to be there for her. He would keep her safe from harm. He had to. There simply was no alternative.
Davin left the northern city later that day after an enjoyable lunch shared with the O’Hara men. On the flight back, he received a
“Well, Hara was an explorer and leader of some renown. He had a broad-based knowledge and as I recall, no small crystal gift. It was what made him well suited to finding new worlds with strong crystal deposits.” He paused and continued in a more pensive tone. “There are few Maras among the crystal gifted in each generation, so it’s doubtful the ability came from your mother’s side, if it is an inherited gift.”
“You think Callie has the gift too, don’t you?” The question sounded only in his mind, but Davin nodded as if thinking. “I’d like to learn more, if the Council is willing for me to have the knowledge. I have yet to find my true path in life, though I’m well past the age where the decision should have already been made.”
“But they’ve made allowances for your heritage, haven’t they?”
Harry nodded. “My human side and the fact that they need to continue to study me. It’s both kept me back and propelled me forward. Because I don’t have a job, I spend a lot of time studying. As a result, I’ve surpassed my age group in most areas of study, but I haven’t found the one thing I want to make my life’s work.”
“If you were a regular Alvian, I would say your life’s path would be in crystal work, but it’s not for me to decide. I will tell you that you have enough of the gift to make you one of the strongest candidates I’ve seen in many years. You could hold a high position in the engineering sector, but as it stands, I don’t know if that path will be open to you.”
Harry stood, putting both crystals on the low table. “I know someone who might have an idea about my future, if you’d like to meet him.”
Davin knew full well that Harry was probably referring to Caleb O’Hara, but he had to be circumspect.
He stood and tried to look only mildly interested.
“I’d be pleased to meet anyone you wish,” he said formally.
“Then come on next door. It’s lunchtime and I promised Papa Caleb I’d share the meal with him today.
He’ll be happy to have one more guest, I’m sure.”
The two men moved to the apartments next door and Harry was unsurprised when the door opened before they’d even reached it. A large, older man stood in the entry, his expression clouded with a mixture of concern, question and not a little bit of worry.
“Chief Engineer Davin, this is Caleb O’Hara.” Harry made the introductions before Caleb stepped back to allow them entry.
“Better come in. Lunch is already here.” Caleb closed the door as the other men entered, but stood facing them as they moved into the room. “I’ve already engaged the privacy. Since I knew Harry was coming, they won’t take it amiss, but they may try to take it down, so we have to talk fast.” He turned his green-eyed gaze on Davin, pinning him in place. “I’ve seen you before, in my visions. What are your Page 48
intentions toward my girl Callie?”
Davin stood firm. He should have expected something like this from the man who was clearly the leader of the O’Hara household.
“I sincerely hope and believe she is my resonance mate. If I am so lucky, I will cherish and love her for the rest of our lives. And I will protect her with my own life, should it come to that.”
Caleb seemed to lose some of his rigidity at Davin’s heartfelt words. “All right then,” he conceded, moving forward into the room. “I’ve seen you with her in my visions, and it might come down to your life for hers, so be warned. There’s trouble coming, but I haven’t seen much more than the feeling of a threat.”
Davin’s thoughts turned grim at the idea that someone or something would threaten his Callie, but he vowed to be there for her. He would keep her safe from harm. He had to. There simply was no alternative.
Davin left the northern city later that day after an enjoyable lunch shared with the O’Hara men. On the flight back, he received a
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