Chapter 9 - Fate's Plan
We walked towards the meadow with our bags full of the things we had bought at the market. I rushed ahead and held the gate open for Fern. She gave me a kiss on the cheek as she passed. It had been a full year since we had that kiss by the river and we had made a life together.
The house was larger and we had turned the entire meadow into our home. A fence encircled the perimeter and we had planted a small farm next to the house, growing carrots, cucumbers, and lettuce. A couple of olive, fig, and apple trees grew randomly in the forest too.
“What do you think?” Fern asked as she started unpacking.
“About what?” I asked her as I came in after her.
“About what Lord Hermes said.”
“...I don’t know,” I admitted. “I know there’s something in Greek mythology that the gods couldn’t fight alone. Even if I found a priest or something to tell me all the myths, they can’t tell me the right one if the gods haven’t fought whatever they’re going to fight yet.”
“Then we’ll just have to wait and see what it is, together,” Fern told me, giving my arm a reassuring squeeze. I gave her a smile, not knowing what the Fates in store for us.