Chapter 259. Grief

Proserpina

Rachel was a much-loved aunt for the kids and she soon had Claude eating out of her hand too. She and her lover, a sweet woman she had met in Peru, had finally decided to get married later in the year,  a Christmas wedding, she said with a wry grimace. Mayra, her lover, had been simple and not as outspoken as Rachel during our video conversations. She was a doctor, and they had decided to finally tie the knot. 

I was thrilled for them.

“You had better be there for the wedding, girl, ‘ she warned, fixing me with a stern look.

I dimpled.

“I shall tell Lucien when he returns,’ I said simply. The twins turned to look at me. They were anxious about their father, no doubt and were longing to know how he was. But one look at my face and they exchanged glances and turned back to Rachel, faces subdued.

Guessing the reason for their suddenly mellow expressions, she grabbed Ria’s hand and indicated that they should follo