Skipping ahead a bit. Taliya has finally left her mother’s house and the first thing she did was call her friend, Belyn, to give him a head’s up about the influx of new applicants he was likely to get for his employment agency. When he heard what had happened he insisted on taking her to dinner and having her spend the night in his guest room. This is the next morning.
(For anyone new to this, I’m posting excerpts from Onyx Sun, a science fiction novel currently in the first round of edits.)
The usual creative punctuation warnings apply.
Belyn is speaking first.
“Stay as long as you need to.”
“No. She knows my friends and she assumes I’ll be staying with them: I don’t want her to be right, and I also don’t want her to be harassing all of you because of me.”
He waved that off. “Where will you go?” he asked, worried.
“I don’t…” She smiled suddenly. “My father’s.”
“Your father’s? But…”
“I know. I haven’t heard from him in years and he was never really a part of my life. But I always felt closer to him than I ever did to her.” She sighed as she saw the time. “I have to go. I’m expected at Aelind’s office at nine o’clock.”
Belyn raised an eyebrow.
“To be given my inheritance,” she said in a clipped mocking imitation of her mother’s voice.
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