Page 46 of Loved By the Alien King
“Exactly. Rights…are a big…deal given by…Earth’s government. They mean…acceptance.”
“Wow… And now all Faid have them? Because you’re acclept…expect…” She heaved a frustrated breath and threw her hands up dramatically to her forehead. “I can no longer deal with such a silly word.”
I laughed. “Yes…accepted.”
“So what will you do now that you have rights?”
“I’m not…sure. What do…you think?”
“You have to climb a mountain.” She said it instantly, as though that were the obvious answer. “That’s what all people with rights do. I just know it! Even me!”
“Even…you?”
“How else do you think I get into the top of my closet?”
“What?” That was something I’d never witnessed nor heard about. It sounded much too dangerous.
She waved that question off, which was her way of pretending she hadn’t heard it. “You’re going to need another pair of shoes for mountain climbing though. Quick, let’s go tell Mommy! She knows all about rights and climbing mountains and future cats and…”
“Closets?” I offered with a raised eyebrow.
She reached up and put her finger to my lips, which was what Nera lovingly did to her when her four-year-old energy went off the rails sometimes. “You and me have the right to secrets. Earth government says so.”
I nodded and gently removed her finger to lock my mouth with an imaginary key and then tossed the key away.
Lucy giggled then threw her arms around my waist. “I love you, Rain. You’re my favorite Faid in the whole world.”
I hugged her right back, my neurons warming and fizzing with all of these feelings I’d come to know so well since living with this family.
Overwhelming love.
Never-ending happiness.
And gratefulness that Faid were finally being accepted into society with our very own rights.
With that bottomless well of emotions, whether they were real or artificial, I could climb any ///Error/// mountain.
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Chapter eighteen
Nera
Hypocrite.
Such a nasty thing I’d never wanted to become, but here I was, a sniveling mess of a woman right in the middle of The Hypocrite Becoming.
I’d told Rain I didn’t need her help right before I’d left a tiny bottle of pee and a note behind asking for her help.
Check my pee for pregnancy, please.
I knew she saw it. I knew Maxx didn’t. One of them knew I was a hypocrite, and the other didn’t.
ButIknew. I hated myself for it. Truly I did, but mostly I hated Rain for being right.
