Wheeling Gull Isle Cody says he didn't raise the dead

She could hear the undercurrent, but Fennec didn't think there was anything wrong (or even strange) about not wanting to see it. Maybe if Niamh's ghost was here she'd mind, but no one else would. She figured that wasn't really the kind of joke to make right now either.

That's fair. I'd go with you, if you did, but I don't think it's something you need to do for her sake. If he didn't need it for closure, the spot could stay a mystery.

Fennec waited a beat, then fluffed her fur up a bit against the wind coming off of the sea. They hadn't actually really talked about this yet, and even if she said the wrong thing, at least it would give Bronco the chance.

I don't really understand why she came out here. I hate what it did to my dad, but if she felt anything like I did, with Killdeer.... She breathed out a laugh, knowingly. Later. After I was done freaking out. Bronco would doubtless remember how much of an idiot she'd been. She had to think she was doing the right thing.

She wanted to say more, but she wasn't sure what. Bronco's relationship with his mom had been so tense and so weird, with good reason. Fennec had admired the hell out of Niamh's ability to not pull punches, but she couldn't imagine going that hard on her own son... not even on her worst days. She'd fought him to the point of frustration, but never to the point of fear. She had no clue in hell if she'd be proud of who Bronco was now; honestly, probably not. Doesn't matter. You try to haunt him, I'll send you somewhere real nice.