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“Promises of Starlight,” episode 3

February 18, 2013

Starlight orion nebula

Written by Thea Washington

None of the characters in “Promises of Starlight” represent any person living or dead.

The character “Rock Star”/”Angel” is based on Adam Lambert. The author does not in any way wish to disturb or predict Mr. Lambert’s life through the characters in this story.

All videos are to be enjoyed through their link to YouTube. They are not to be downloaded. No claims are made on the videos by the author.

 Chapter 3 – THE SIBLING COUSINS

               Son stood up and walked by himself at seven months. Everyone was amazed, none more so than his fathers. Dad took the credit, of course, being over six feet tall and mostly legs. The pre-natal classes, though, hadn’t taught anything about a seven-month-old walking around. Daughter was right behind him in more ways than one. She began walking at nine months and, as soon as she could, was following Son around the house. That included crawling up stairs and becoming fascinated with how stairs also went down, which made baby screens immediately necessary.

              Papa and Dad hadn’t thought they’d have to deal with such things until later. The sibling- cousins decided however that, since they ruled the Mansion, they should get to go wherever they wanted.  Son was not happy with the baby screens and loudly let everyone within a mile know it. Daughter didn’t seem to mind them until Son did, so she added an additional mile to the hearing range.

              One time Papa could swear he heard them at his office. Finally he found it was the wireless video/sound receiver Angel had snuck in and installed in the closet. Surprise!

              There were the usual milestones: colic, the occasional cold, sleeping patterns, the change from formula to solid food and the accompanying changes in diaper contents. The first words came next, Son’s being “Starlight” and then “Dad.” Dad wasn’t real happy about that but figured, eh, Starlight and her sense of humor probably had something to do with it. He suspected that her special love for him now easily included love for his child and the role Son would play in Earth’s future. Both could hear her and feel her clearly in their hearts and spirits.

               Daughter’s first word was “Papa,” followed immediately by “glitter” … or something close, nobody was sure. She inherited Papa’s ability to see as well as hear Starlight when she manifested.  Their soul connection was different though from Dad and Son’s, something that would become more evident as Daughter grew older.

              And glitter, indeed, occasionally appeared and disappeared in the family room.

              The gifts each member of the family received from Starlight combined to form an impenetrable barrier to most challenges. And the ones that made it through, those unruly Demons, were eventually dispatched but sometimes not before they did some (thankfully reparable) damage, like those occasional colds.  And Starlight knew that the deadly challenge ahead would be the real test of their love for their family and each other.

               Indio reassured her that all was as it should be and that that would continue. She absorbed his words and joined with him to observe.

The sibling-cousins, normal toddlers, became active and verbal when they turned two.

“NO.”

“But this is your favorite cereal.”

“NO. NOT.”

“But it was, yesterday.”

“NO. Wan’ other kind.”

“OK, you can have it, but it means you eat all of it. No throwing it on the floor.”

Smile. “See,” he thought to Daughter, “it works if you scream loud enough. And she didn’t say anything about the wall.”

Daughter decided to test his theory.

“NO.”

              Neither Papa nor Daddy knew the sibling-cousins’ secret, that they could read each other’s minds. They agreed not to tell their parents, figuring nah, they’d find out soon enough. Starlight knew, of course. She’d done it. Indio rumbled Jupiter when he found out. It could be felt all the way to the Orion Nebula, which Starlight had become for refuge. It hadn’t worked. Indio knew exactly what she was. And where.

              He was beginning to wonder if Starlight had brought a little too much of herself with her when she transitioned while writing that last letter to Angel. He decided to preserve her, though. She certainly kept him busy. The One Forever Present had empowered Indio to just keep her within the acceptable ethereal limits, please.

Tomorrow in “Promises of Starlight”:  “Whataya want, my love?” asks Angel. “Everything,” replies Lover.

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