“Should I ask questions, or are you just going to tell me things?”
“How about a little of both,” said the fairy.
“Okay,” said Joey, offering her a cookie, which she accepted with great excitement. “First, do you think I’m really part fairy?”
“Seriously?” she asked.
“Of course you’re fairy. Well, partly, anyway.”
“How is that possible.”
She sighed. “When a male and a female get together…”
“No that part,” he said, glaring at her.
“Well, you said you didn’t know anything,” she laughed. “How am I supposed to know what you don’t know?”
“I meant about being a fairy.”
“You didn’t say that part.”
“You’re right. I didn’t. I’m sorry.”
“Yes, you’re part fairy. It happens. Actually, it happens more often than you would believe. We’re drawn to each other, and some couples live out their entire lives together. Which just means they’re together until the human dies. Fairies live for a very long time. Forever, basically. The loss of a human can be difficult, that’s why most fairies don’t stay with them. Humans last for such a short time. They’re so fragile. Surely you’ve noticed that about them.”
“Do you know who my fairy parent was, or can you find out?”
“I probably can, but I’ll need a blood sample.”
“How do I do…OUCH,” he said, pulling his hand back.
“That should be enough blood,” she said.
“You could have warned me, you know.”
“I know,” she chuckled. “It’s more fun as a surprise. For me, I mean.”
Chester put his head in her lap.
“He likes you,” said Joey, smiling.
“I like him as well,” she said. “Now, do you remember anything from you early life? A park, forest, people, anything?”
“Not really. Just…”
“Just what?” she asked.
“A big tree. I was in the tree a lot. Climbing it, napping in its branches.”
“A big tree,” she sighed. “Any chance you know where the tree WAS?”
“No, but, and this will sound silly, but I have a leaf. I don’t know where it came from, but it was in my…”
“Give it to me right now,” she said, breathlessly, holding out her hand. “Hurry up.”
Joey opened his wallet and carefully removed a dried leaf, zipped into a tiny baggie, which he placed onto her waiting palm.’
She took the leaf out of it’s protective covering and crushed it in her hand. She heard Joey gasp, as she tasted it. Then she closed her eyes. Once she located the tree she opened her eyes and smiled.
“Why did you do that!”
“I know where the tree is,” she said, grinning.
“Yes. I also know when.”
She nodded. I think I even know who your are, based on the location of the tree and the fairies who live near it. Your blood will confirm my suspicion. You know, a lot of babies, from a fae, human pairing don’t make it.”
“I guess I’m one of the few who did then, right?” he said.
She nodded. “I think that’s because the non fairy parent wasn’t so non.”
“What do you mean?”
“I think the human parent wasn’t completely human, but part fairy herself.”
“You mean my mother?”
“Yes, your mother. I’m almost positive you father was a full blood fae.”
“Do you know someone named Cormick?”
“Everyone knows Cormick.” she said, tucking in her wings. “You don’t want to go by him.”
“He’ll get you killed.”
“How abut you? Will you get me killed?
“Always a possibility,” she said, truthfully. “Death is always ready to take someone.”
“Can fairies lie?”
“How do I know that’s true?”
“So there’s no way to prove that you can’t lie.”
“Whatever I say will be irrelevant.”
“You’re right. Never mind.”
“You ready to go see the tree?”
“Can you think of a better time?” she asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Probably,” he said, smiling at her, “but sure, let’s go.”