“You did,” Genesis replied.
“I might have been full of shit there,” Angela said.
“My God, she finally admits she was wrong about something!” Genesis said, standing up and stretching. “This moment is every bit as glorious as I’d imagined!”
“Ha ha,” Angela muttered. “Enjoy it while it lasts.”
She carefully extracted herself from the couch and laid Frederica against the armrest. Genesis handed Angela a pillow, which Angela slipped under Frederica’s head.
“You know what I think?” Genesis asked, looking down at the kid.
“What’s that?” Angela replied.
“I think… if she’s anything like you… she’s going to be just fine,” Genesis said. “Whatever you can dish out, she can take it.”
“Well… I guess we’ll find out,” Angela said. “And if I break her, I’m going to tell Harriett that it’s your fault.”
“Works for me,” Genesis said. “Just don’t, like, throw the kid into traffic or something.”
Angela winked and said, “I’ll give it my best shot.”
In the morning, Angela hopped onto her computer after Genesis left for work. She didn’t have any emails waiting from clients so she logged into Akkraemyth. After a while, she heard the couch springs squeak behind her.
“You play Akkraemyth?” Frederica asked.
“Yep,” Angela replied. “Do you?”
“Sometimes,” Frederica said.
“Care to join me?” Angela asked.
Frederica hesitated a moment, then said, “Okay.”
She rose from the couch and padded over to her suitcase. Along the way, she tried in vain to stifle a yawn.
“I should’ve warned you about that,” Angela said. “Playing with these powers can really take a lot out of you.”
“Does it ever get better?” Frederica asked.
“Eventually,” Angela replied. “It’s like exercise. The more you do it, the easier it gets.”