Beth Carmichael leaned on her sword cane, surveying Josh’s gleaming framing shop with satisfaction.
She picked up a lone piece of lint off the blue carpet.
Beth knew margins were slim, but her favorite fosterling managed quite well.
She liked hunting down rare antique finds for him – just to make sure he did.
Too bad he was taking her for granted.
A heartwarming short story where an ancient soul schools one quite young in Kate Pavelle’s Crone World.