Tomorrows Child by Starr West Page A

said. I wasn’t about to let them get away with this
so easily. “You should have told me something. If, for whatever
reason, I am the cause of this, then I should leave. I won’t put
everyone here in danger because of me.”
    “Where would
you go, Psyche? There is nowhere to go.” Phoenix spoke softly as if
the truth of what I said was something he had already
considered.
    “No, she’s not
going anywhere.” Libby was not about to be swayed.
    “I agree,” said
Tahinah, “it wouldn’t solve anything. The veil would still be in
the same state and whoever is after you would assume you were still
here. We might very well be in more danger if you leave.”
    “So what should
I do?” I waited for a reply, but none came, “And can anyone tell me
why someone is targeting me?”
    Libby sat at
the table; Tahinah poured coffee for everyone before taking her
seat.
    “There is so
much work to do. We should have started when you were twelve, then
none of this would be happening.” I thought she was laying the
blame on my mother, for the kidnapping and everything else that was
going on.
    “It’s not her
fault, she did what she thought was right,” I said, defending
her.
    “I know. The
secret we have been protecting for all these generations is what
puts you in danger. The prophecy gives us certain clues to follow,
but it is just a beginning. Each daughter has also received her own
role in the prophecy. The first prophecy was only an indication of
what was to follow and the tasks we had to perform. We all hoped
you would have received your part of the prophecy by now, and this
would be finished.” She was staring at me, looking into my eyes as
if I had a secret hidden inside. I knew there was none.
    “My fear now is
that you still haven’t received your part of the prophecy, and
worse than that, you don’t seem to have any useful gifts that will
enable you to receive the prophecy it.”
    “She has one
gift,” Phoenix said as he looked at me and bit his lip. I could see
he was hesitating, but I was interested to see where this was
going.
    “Psyche dreams.
She already has the dream magick, she is the dreamer of dreams. She
hasn’t had the right dream yet, but she does have the right sort of
dreams.”
    Everyone looked
at Phoenix. Obviously, Libby didn’t have the sole rights on secret
keeping. No, it appeared they were selling franchises.
    “Phoenix, how
do you know this? Why have you not said anything?” Tahinah
inquired. I saw her acting like his mother for the first time.
    Phoenix looked
at Libby, who was also waiting for an answer. He let out a deep
sigh and began to explain.
    “I dream the
same dreams as Psyche. They’re not my dreams, she pulls me in and
makes me part of them. I know they’re Psyche’s dreams.”
    “How can you
know this for sure?” Libby asked, trying to get the answers we all
sought.
    “I didn’t know
until I met her and I wasn’t completely sure until recently. I have
always been drawn into Psyche’s dreams; she’s been doing this ever
since… well, for as long as I can remember, anyway.”
    “But they could
be your dreams, Phoenix. Maybe you just imagine it’s Psyche. It’s
possible that you’ve placed her in your dreams, now that you’ve
met,” argued Libby.
    “I don’t dream.
I don’t need to dream. It’s different for me.” Phoenix made the
statement as if it were an indisputable fact. Both women stopped
questioning him and looked at me. What he said had satisfied them,
but I wanted to hear more.
    “I think he
might be right,” I said. So much for not keeping secrets. “But I
can’t be sure; how can I? Someone is always in my dreams; maybe
it’s Phoenix and maybe it’s no one important.”
    “Phoenix, tell
us about Psyche’s dreams last night,” said Tahinah.
    “Well, actually
Psyche didn’t dream last night,” I nodded, he was right. “But the
night before, she did.” Phoenix proceeded to describe my dream in
great detail.
    Now I was
blushing. I