It has been so long, she thought. Let me enjoy this.
Tom finished stocking up on canned goods and turned to the produce section. As he did so, he saw a small, thin woman with tired eyes watching Rhiannon. As he watched, her face suffused with something like awe. Glancing about herself nervously, she slowly sidled over towards them.
“Holy Goddess?” she asked softly. Rhiannon looked at her, then bowed her head, face softening with pity.
“Yes, my daughter?” she asked.
“It is you!” the woman cried in a wondering whisper. She moved closer. “I keep to the old ways, although my husband doesn't approve.” She motioned to one side with a jerk of her head, where a sadfaced man stood, picking through the apples. “Please, mighty Goddess, if I might ask a boon. I want…”
“A child,” Rhiannon interrup
