[Guest: J. L. Rowan] Under Her Own Life’s Key
Today’s blog post is a short story. The cottage door opened and shut as Selenna bent over her mother’s sleeping form. She felt her mother’s forehead—cool and dry— before straightening to find Maera, her lifelong friend, standing before her with a frown. Maera lifted an eyebrow. “The elders said you returned. I called them liars.”…