Yoka gave a wry laugh about affording to live somewhere off the island.
"I remember what that's like," she said.
And she did. Painfully. Yoka was wealthy now but she hadn't always been. Yoka sold more than her fair share of what she had to get what she needed, let alone what she wanted. "But you're a resourceful kid. If you did decide to leave, I'm sure you'd do okay."
Yoka drug her finger along the counter top and then back up the side of her glass. She drew constellations in the condensations.
"Can I give you some un-asked for advice?" Yoka said. "Fuck people's suspicions. Fuck caution. You can be daring and still have a plan."
She frowned.
She picked up her drink and said, "Steven, what I'm trying to tell you is this: don't forget that magic is real."
The wonder and the horror of that discovery.
"I remember what that's like," she said.
And she did. Painfully. Yoka was wealthy now but she hadn't always been. Yoka sold more than her fair share of what she had to get what she needed, let alone what she wanted. "But you're a resourceful kid. If you did decide to leave, I'm sure you'd do okay."
Yoka drug her finger along the counter top and then back up the side of her glass. She drew constellations in the condensations.
"Can I give you some un-asked for advice?" Yoka said. "Fuck people's suspicions. Fuck caution. You can be daring and still have a plan."
She frowned.
She picked up her drink and said, "Steven, what I'm trying to tell you is this: don't forget that magic is real."
The wonder and the horror of that discovery.
