Ankyra Sound They started praying, they were saying, "well we hope you'll be forgiven."

She hadn't heard wrong.  She'd never considered it, and actively prevented it, for so many years.  Children needed stability, love, attention, and all of those were things she hadn't felt able to offer.  She knew that she wasn't a giving creature when she did not want to be, and selfish wasn't something a parent was. Not one worth anything, at least.

She enjoyed the image of Erzulie as a mother, though.  And maybe, with her, Rosalyn could start to see it.  She still wondered though because in her mind it wasn't possible.  Not with just the two of them at least.  How?