Book Four: Chapter 122

“I guess I’m trying to say that if anybody asked, I would explain that I felt like you would be far better at this job than I ever was. I think you would be better at most things, actually. So when I see this strong, fierce person come down on themselves, I honestly don’t know what I’m supposed to say to help them feel better. We all make mistakes. I’m certain I’m destined to make several more. And it’s lame to say this, but I kind of figured that you didn’t need my help. We might live together, and even be friends, but I just felt like you were so much closer to some of the others that they would do a far better job at it then I would.”

Beth was quiet, her eyes alternating between him and the paper. When she broke the silence, there was a slight hitch in her voice. “I felt like I let you down. I used to be so good at my job, and things started falling apart for me. Some of your stuff got auctioned off, I almost got you killed a couple of times, and the ordeal with the faerie