Kat met me in the woods today down by the river.
Tana was nowhere to be seen.
She gave me a pleasant nod and removed her shoes, dipping her pale white feet into the river where they became distorted and took on a greenish hue.
“Do you like my sister,” she asked.
“I don’t really know you or your sister,” I said.
“Are you scared of us?”
“Do I need to be scared of you?” I asked.
“We’re drawn to the river and so are you – drawn by the moon and the glow,” she said.
I looked at her waiting for more.
“You’re not a creature of the sky,” she explained. “Bess told me you’re taking by the Flower Moon.”
“I don’t know enough about the moons or the river,” I told her. “But, Bess has been telling me some of what she knows. In many ways she’s been the most helpful neighbor since I’ve come here.”
“Are you sure you should have come?” Tana came out from beyond the trees to my left.
The sisters stared at me waiting for an answer, but I was so unsettled that I simply mumbled a goodbye and left rapidly up the side of the ravine.