Here, at last, with the universe’s forgiveness, I can finally forgive myself. I may have taken Cancer off course for a moment, but I brought Her back. Our House has risen once more to its rightful role as caregiver of the Zodiac. The Aquarian ambassador bangs the speaker’s staff to end the session, and I’m swarmed by people. Sirna reaches my side first, but soon an ocean of others surrounds me, and I’m swept up in the hall’s warmth and excitement and hope as delegates from all over the Zodiac approach to trade the hand touch with me. “Mother.” I hear the voice and spin around, Rubi and Brynda clasping either arm, and see a familiar pair of misty gray-green eyes. I free myself from the Geminin and Sagittarian Guardians so I can bow to mine. “Holy Mother.” “No,” says Agatha, shaking her head of white hair and pulling me upright. “The stars bestowed that title on you.”
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