A Guardian’s Advice
I have not had much chance to see or speak to Inca lately, so it was a pleasure to come check on Gabrielle and find Inca there with her. I was surprised, however, because Gabrielle was not off on a ski trip or trying to replace the screens in her third-floor window, merely sitting on the sofa, staring at the ceiling with a frown. “Hello, Asa’el,” Inca said, smiling at me even as she stretched one wing over Gabrielle. She…