Faye and Malo listened to Martha's story about how she knew Faye's parents. She said she used to be friends with Maye and happened to introduce her to her father, Julio. The living room seemed to grow quiet as the words filled the air, Faye's heart pumping a fast, heavy rhythm against her ribs as she hung onto every single sentence, her breathing turning slow and careful.
Maye used to stay in Blackwood. She was an apprentice to a Were-Witch, while Julio was from Oakland, a deputy in the GPF. Martha's voice was soft, her chest rising and falling with a shallow, weak effort as she spoke about the old days, her thin fingers gesturing slightly to match the memories.
She even said she was present when Faye was born. She couldn't believe that Faye was that little girl from 17 years ago.
