Chapter 45

45

M abel

I watch my daughter, Bronwyn’s daughter, our girl, walk away. Away from us. No need for us any longer. She is grown. A woman herself now. No longer the girl she once was. A strong woman, full of determination, courage and love. Like her mom, like her grandma, like me, like all of us. Born with this steel in our backbones.

And now it is time for her to end the story. To put an end to what was started long ago.

They will not use her for her powers. Not hunt her. Not abuse her. Perhaps they won’t ever use a woman again. That will be her legacy. Her gift to the world. Our gift.

And while she strides out into the world, this girl who has always had both light and dark inside her, we will linger here as all spirits do, waiting one day for the reunion.

And while we wait, we are not gone. She will carry our love in her heart, she will feel it there, even though she will no longer have us by her side guiding her.

Our girl, our precious, precious girl.

Our Rhianna.