The girls played in the bath for a while. Clara and Livy watched them fondly. There was so little meat on them. Livy wondered how they managed to live. Clara put her hand on Livy’s.
‘They have a good future ahead of them, now. If Kellan weren’t a good man, they would’ve died a year or more ago. He’s going to be a wonderful father.’
‘I’m glad. Poor babies. I had to spend my youth in silver, nothing ever happened without the tinge of pain tainting it. Their hunger was that to them. They felt unloved a lot more than I did. I’m going to kick Dresden’s ass.’ Livy told her.
“Okay, girls. Time for conditioner, then we’ll dry you off and try to brush your hair.” Livy told them.
Clara and Livy worked the conditioner into the remaining knots and mats. They let it sit for five minutes, then rin
