"Does he really know how?" She watches Ian for a moment, hesitantly, then lauches herself into his arms. "He hasn't forgiven me for your moving away after all."
"Even the strongest wind can't blow forever," he replies, catching her in the hug. "And he doesn't really hold it against you, he just wants someone to blame so he can grumble."
Well, that's Sasha surprised. Stunned, really. "Brother? Grandparents? Love...?" For once, her expression is quite unguarded, and joy that Ali has found her family mingles with surprise at the news, and recrimination; with all her reach, all her influence, and all her secrets, she failed to answer that one vital question.
"Oh." It's almost possible to hear all those pieces falling into place. Ian was Ali's brother. Ian Moore, whose parents were the Moores who had last met with her before their untimely end. And their little daughter, orphaned by the assassination, who had been with them in Sasha's very parlor, had been Ali. Her parents had been cut down in Boston, practically on Sasha's own doorstep, and had she taken care of her beloved? Guided her to a loving, supportive home? Or better still, brought her among the fae?
No. Her true heart, the light of her soul, she had ignorantly let fall into the cold, banal hands of the Massachussets department of child services. Guilt wells up within her. "Oh... no, love, you were no fool. Certainly, I should have seen, but my failure is no fault of yours."
"Oh my. An unexpected enlarging of the family is quite an occasion, certainly. I hope that everyone manages to adjust as well as possible." Jack smiles. "I have it on good authority that brothers can be terribly puzzling people, but nice to have around on many occasions."
"Well, I quite like him so far, and he's very useful to have around...I'm not so sure I like the strange power my grandparents have to make me feel guilty with a look, though."
"Ah. So that technique isn't explained in a pamphlet given to all parents?" He smiles. "I'm very well, thank you. My friend Mrs. Meddows recently recieved a small stockpile of delayed letters, which was a great relief to all concerned."
"Oh, I know how to do it to the goslings, but...I haven't seen my grandparents since I was four months old. I shouldn't care about their opinion enough for it to work." It's very confusing.
Still, she smiles at the good news. "I'm so glad!"
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((I forget empty comments aren't common on Sages... 8D;))
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She lets that sink in a moment. "Really, I was an idiot for not seeing it sooner."
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No. Her true heart, the light of her soul, she had ignorantly let fall into the cold, banal hands of the Massachussets department of child services. Guilt wells up within her. "Oh... no, love, you were no fool. Certainly, I should have seen, but my failure is no fault of yours."
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Jack smiles. "I have it on good authority that brothers can be terribly puzzling people, but nice to have around on many occasions."
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But she doesn't look entirely upset.
"How're you?"
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Still, she smiles at the good news. "I'm so glad!"
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