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Daffodils In December
Mother fussed the whole way back to the farm. She tucked Koreâs hair behind her ears and muttered about the sundress and how busy the pattern was, lamented that Kore had been gone for so long. Some of Kore loved the attention, the comfort at being near Mother again and hearing her voice smoothing its way over her. A new part, one that she quieted forcefully, chafed at it.
Mother hired a car to take them back. The drive was a long one, not that Kore cared anymore to wonder where they went. She wouldnât have to tell Hades which gate to take her through, not anymore.
The girls screamed when she walked through the barrier. One moment, she stood doubled over on the dirt drive, catching her breath from pushing through the invisible wall. The next, delighted squeals pierced her ears, followed by dozens of feet running.
Theo reached her first. She slammed into Kore hard enough that they both stumbled, Kore barely having enough strength to keep them both upright. Theoâs body shook, her sobs reverberating through Kore. Kore held on tight. She might have cried, too.
The other girls came, dozens of them. They all had questions, wondering where sheâd gone and what sheâd done. Was it true sheâd fought Hades? That sheâd been kidnapped? Had she seduced the king of the Underworld?
Mother chided the girl whoâd asked that one and bid them all back to the house. Kore hurried along with them, but she knew Theo walked close enough to see the look on her face when she remembered Hades crawling into bed beside her.
Luckily, Theo held her silence until they lay side by side in the loft, the night and the sound of dozens of sleeping girls surrounding them. She poked Kore in the back as Kore pretended to sleep.
Kore thought about continuing to pretend, but Theo was unlikely to let that stop her. Kore rolled onto her side, where, sure enough, Theoâs dark eyes glittered in the low light.
âWhat?â Kore asked.
âAre you going to tell me what really happened, or do I have to pull it out of you?â
âI donât know what youâre talking about.â
Kore didnât have to see in the dark to feel the glare Theo leveled at her. âI donât believe that story your motherâs been telling for a second. I was there on the beach, too. I saw you go back for him.â
âTheoââ
âDonât lie to me.â
Kore sighed. She didnât know why the story wouldnât come out of her. Maybe the ending hurt too much. How did she explain that without sounding like a fool?
Theo sighed. âYouâre not saying something, and I want to know why.â
Once, Kore would have told her. She would have gushed about the new feelings swirling inside her, ones she wasnât sure she fully understood yet. But they no longer mattered, so Kore shook her head and rolled to face the wall.
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A week passed. Two. Kore fell back into a normal rhythm. The dress Mother hated found its way into her footlocker, traded for the long sheet-like garments of the rest of the girls.
Mother kept her busy, not that Kore minded. She worked on restoring the farm, re-seeding the rows that needed it and perking up the ones that didnât. She enjoyed using her powers to fix what had been broken, and most nights she fell into her bed too exhausted to think about anything but closing her eyes until the next morning.
When the first shipment went out, Kore didnât even mind that two others were asked to go. Sheâd have her chance when she wanted it. Mother had said so, and that fact alone allowed Kore to enjoy the farm again without looking to its borders.
Theo, however, could not be pacified. She found every moment to badger Kore with more questions, whether they stood side by side among the fruit trees or sat on the porch shelling peanuts or lay beside each other after the lights had gone out. Kore should have been grateful her friend cared enough to ask, but she only wanted to be alone in her thoughts.
The week after that, when Kore had about lost her mind trying to avoid Theo, she knocked on Motherâs office door.
âCome in.â
Kore slipped into the room, shutting the door behind her. She half expected to see inch-thick shoots bursting from the floorboards, the ones sheâd pulled up before sheâd run away, but theyâd been removed. The office looked the way it always had.
Mother smiled when she saw her. âHello, dear. How are you today?â
Kore shrugged. âI came to see how the next shipment is coming.â
âYou know how it is. Always something.â
âBut the human world is recovering?â
âRemarkably well. I always knew they would.â
The levity of the remark burrowed under Koreâs skin uncomfortably, but she tried to brush it off. Mother knew more about these things, she told herself. Maybe the human world had never been in any real danger at all, and as usual, she had built it up to a crisis in her head.
Mother looked at her from over the top of her logbook. âIs there something you wanted, dear?â
Kore took a deep breath. âI thought it would be a good time for me to finally go.â
âGo where?â
âGoâ¦with the shipment. You know, like you said I could.â
The logbook closed with a thud. âDarling, you didnât think I was serious, did you? Iâm sorry if you did. I simply said it so we could leave the meeting.â
Kore searched for words. She found none.
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Mother filled the silence for her. âI hardly think now is the time for you to venture out again. You spent three days in the Underworld, returned injured, and the stars only know what else happened to you down there. Youâre much better off here, where you canât get into such trouble.â
Anger surged up Koreâs spine. âNothing happened to me down there.â
âYour farewell with Hades would imply differently.â
âYou can rest easy, Mother. Heâs not interested in me.â The words burned on the way out, but they were the truth, no matter how much Kore hated them.
âWell, regardless. Youâre hardly yourself, Kore. Theo has been worried about you. She says you two donât talk anymore.â
âWhen have you talked to Theo about me?â
For the flicker of a second, Mother looked like sheâd been caught. Then the smile came back and her gentle, placating expression returned. âI didnât, dear. I only know that I can usually hardly separate the two of you, but Theo has been working on her own in the fields more than once this week.â
Mother was lying, Kore could tell by the twitch at the bottom corner of her mouth. She took a step back. âIs nothing safe around you?â
âExcuse me?â
But Kore didnât elaborate. She turned and fled the office. The staircase disappeared two at a time under her feet, and when she reached the loft, she stood panting, searching the faces staring back at her. None of them was Theoâs.
Questions came, but Kore turned away from them all. Down the stairs and out the door and there, on the long porch bench, Theo sat staring at the drive.
âKore?â
Kore didnât answer, only took Theoâs hand and bounded down the steps. She dragged the girl to the oak tree, where they couldnât be overheard by anyone sitting in the upstairs window, even if they would have a dozen pairs of eyes on them by now.
Theo ripped her arm out of Koreâs grasp. âWhatâs gotten into you?â
Koreâs cheeks burned. âTell me you havenât been talking to my mother about me.â
Theo opened her mouth, but no sound came out.
âItâs true?â Koreâs voice cracked, but she didnât care.
âNot like that.â Theo winced. She held her hands out, pleading. âShe asked me a few days ago if you were all right. I only said you hadnât been talking to me, and I didnât know why. Thatâs it, I swear.â
Koreâs heart beat too fast. The tree creaked beside her, and Kore hoped she didnât rip new branches from the trunk, or crack the tree in two.
Hands on her shoulders made her look up, into Theoâs gentle expression. âSomething is going on with you, and it worries me. Youâre not yourself. You canât be upset because Iâm not the only one who noticed.â
âWhat did you tell her?â
âNothing you wouldn't have said yourself. Itâs not like I had much to work with, anyway, since you havenât been talking to me, either.â
âCan you blame me? Apparently anything I say can get back to her.â
Anger pulled Theoâs brows tighter. âMaybe if you let me in, Iâd be able to cover for you when she comes asking. I followed you all across the earth, you know. We didnât stop looking for you for days, and when we finally find you, youâre la-dee-da-ing with the king of the Underworld? Do you know how that looks?â
Kore wanted to scream. âI donât care how it looks! If I tell you nothing happened, why canât you believe me? You think I would hide something like that from you?â
Theo worked her jaw. She looked like she thought about saying something else, then she closed her eyes and breathed a long sigh. âYouâre right. I messed up. But itâs so unlike you to push me away, and I didnât know what else to do.â
Kore shook her head. âIt doesnât matter now.â
âI think it does.â
âWell, Mother just told me I wouldnât be leaving the farm despite her promise, so really, Theo, it doesnât matter.â
Theo paused. âYouâre serious?â
âI wish I wasnât.â
Instead of answering, Theo pulled Kore close. The hug felt good, Kore had to admit. Sheâd missed her friend.
Theo pressed her cheek to Koreâs hair. âI wish I knew what to do.â
Kore wished she did, too. But nothing came to mind, so she let herself be held. She let the tears come, for everything sheâd held in, everything she could no longer say.
Theo held her for a long time. Only once Koreâs hiccups subsided, and sheâd sniffed the tears back, did Theo release her enough to help wipe the witness from her cheeks. âHow about we talk? For real this time.â
âOnly if you promise it wonât go back to my mother.â
Theo nodded. âOn my immortal father.â
âGood enough for me.â
With a small smile, Theo stepped away from her and waited. Kore placed a hand on the tree and willed one of the branches to grow, lowering a young shoot thick enough for Theo to use to pull herself up. Theo nestled herself into a crook by the trunk of the tree, then offered a hand to haul Kore up after.
When they were comfortably settled, Theo leaned her head against the bark and let her gaze find the evening sky. âI know this isnât what you want to hear, but the outside world isnât everything you want it to be.â
Kore thought of windswept hills and winding, lazy rivers. A house and a dog, close and comfortable and safe. âI donât think I agree with you.â
âYeah? Youâd live out there, in the Underworld?â
âI donât know.â She let her eyes climb too, into the orange and indigo of the last rays of light. âBut itâs not what Mother says. Itâs soâ¦normal.â
Theo snorted. âHow can the Underworld possibly be normal?â
Kore could have talked about all the people who lived in the city, people with jobs and lives and relationships. She could have mentioned Hadesâs office, with a desk and paperwork just like Motherâs, and Leuce, the woman whoâd given her the dress sheâd stuffed away in her spot in the loft. But Kore didnât want those memories to belong to anyone else. And even though Theo had promised, she couldnât risk any of it getting back to Mother.
She changed the subject and hoped Theo didnât mind. âHave you seen Hermes again?â
Theoâs shocked protest came so fast it turned into a cough. âHow do you know about that?â
âI saw the way he looked at you on the plains, and the way you looked at him. Youâre reckless enough to give it a try.â
Theo flushed from her collarbone to her forehead. âLetâs hope youâre the only one who noticed. Your mother would kill me if she found out I snuck a god onto the farm.â
âTheo!â
âWhat? You and I both know there are plenty of quiet places around here, ones Demeter doesnât care to know too much about.â
Kore smiled despite herself. âAs long as youâre happy.â
âSatisfied might be a better word.â
Kore laughed hard enough she risked falling out of the tree.
Theo chuckled too, adjusting herself against the bark. âHereâs one thing I will sayâfor all the lectures your mother gives, in my experience, the gods arenât so bad.â
âYouâve met more than one, have you?â
âYou know what I mean. You, and your mother, and Hermes. Even Hades seemed more likeâ¦I donât know, like he only wanted to go home. I didnât get the sense that he was bent on your immediate destruction.â
âHe was kind,â Kore agreed. âWhen I woke up in his house, I think I lost my temper with him. He didnât even raise his voice, only offered to help get me home.â
Theo nodded slowly. âAnd then?â
âAnd then what?â
âI donât know. You went all dreamy on me.â
It was Koreâs turn to turn away, embarrassed.
Theo grinned. âI knew it! Did you kiss him? Do more than kiss him?â
âTheo!â
âWell, did you?â
âNo.â Koreâs hair rustled. She wondered what kind of flowers sheâd grown now. âBesides the fact that heâs more than polite, I think heâs with someone else.â
Theo made a noise in the back of her throat. âBoring.â
âWhat, you want him to cheat on his girlfriend?â
âI mean, no, itâs good that heâs a good guy. But it sounds like you like him.â
âThat would be stupid of me. Itâs not like we could be together without one of us giving up where we live.â
Theo shrugged. âYou might be right. Then again, emotions rarely pay attention to logic, do they? Itâs kind of the fun part about them.â
Kore sighed. âThat would be great if he felt the same way, but when my mother suggested I donât see him again, he agreed that would be best.â
Theoâs face fell. âReally?â
Kore nodded, not wanting to say anything more about it.
âDid you think he might have told her what she wanted to hear so she didnât try to dismember him again?â
Kore had already considered that. âHeâd stood up to her once already. If heâd wanted to do it again, he could have done it.â
âOr, heâd already stood up to her once, and didnât want to push his luck.â
âUnless he tells me otherwise, I have to assume what he said is the truth.â
âAre you sure he didnât?â
Kore shrugged. She hadnât expected writing in the sky, but the farm had been quiet for three weeks. Surely, if Hades wanted to see her, heâd have found a way to do it by now. Not that it matteredâMother had gone back on her word, so Kore couldnât leave without risking every living thing on the planet.