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Автор: Kylie Chan
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      I returned to the car. Simone was sitting in the back, leaning against the door and weeping. I reached into my bag, pulled out a packet of tissues and handed it to her. She took it without looking at me.

      I switched on the ignition and drove up towards the surface.

      Do you want me to recall that email? the stone said.

      No.

       Your call, I suppose.

       Yes.

      We drove home in silence.

      Later, at home, Simone came into the office and sat across the desk from me. ‘You are such a cow,’ she said.

      I didn’t look away from the screen. ‘Thank you.’

      She sighed and put her head in her hands. ‘Sarah is the least snotty of the snotty bitches in my grade.’

      ‘No, she isn’t, Simone, you are.’

      She was silent for a moment, then swept back her honey-coloured hair and sat back in her chair. ‘I just want to be a normal kid. Is that so hard?’

      ‘I desperately want to be a normal human. Not a demon. Not a snake. Just a woman. Sometimes we have to deal with what we’re given.’

      ‘Thanks for pointing out all the horrible things that have happened to you because of me.’

      ‘I think it’s more because of your father,’ I said mildly. ‘Particularly the snake thing.’

      ‘When he comes back, our lives are gonna be twenty times weirder again, aren’t they?’

      ‘Probably.’

      ‘I really don’t want a weird life, Emma. Sometimes, I don’t want him back; I just want to have a normal life here without him.’

      I turned to face her. ‘When he was living with your mother, she wouldn’t let him do anything Celestial in front of her. That’s one of the reasons we’re in this predicament in the first place —’

      ‘You can’t blame Mummy for this!’ she protested.

      ‘I’m not blaming her. I’ve heard a lot about your mother, Simone, and she was a wonderful, strong, smart woman who put up with an awful lot of bullshit from your dad and his assorted cronies before she put her foot down and told him she’d had enough. She wanted a normal life too. He did his best to give her that, and he did incredibly well. Jade’s told me stories about how your mother sacrificed so much — her career, her travel, everything — and he made the sacrifice too of not taking True Form, of not travelling to the Plane nearly as much, and of staying here with you.’

      ‘They should have known it would end in disaster,’ Simone said, her voice small. ‘Daddy should have known. Celestials can see the future. He should never have promised Mummy not to take True Form, that was so stupid.’

      ‘He can’t see the future when those he loves are involved. He’s said that.’

      She glanced at me. ‘Really? He didn’t know whether we’d live or die?’

      ‘He said he could see the possibilities, and they were all nasty. The other Celestials wouldn’t tell him. The minute your mother was murdered, he knew things were heading downhill fast and did the best he could to salvage the situation.’

      ‘I wonder how things would be if Mummy was still alive,’ she said. ‘She could have taken me to the Plane … Daddy would be at full strength … we would be a family.’

      ‘I’ve said that myself more than once.’

      She dropped her head. ‘Oh, sorry, Emma.’

      ‘Nothing to be sorry about. But when your father comes back — and he will come back, Simone — you’ll have your family again.’

      ‘And the weirdness will get twenty times worse.’

      ‘You missed my point. He’s quite capable of being normal and having a mundane family life if that’s what’s required of him. He did it for your mother, he can do it for you. Well, as normal as is possible in this crazy town.’

      She brightened but didn’t reply.

      ‘There won’t be the low-energy issue, and you won’t be a tiny child who can’t travel to the Plane,’ I went on. ‘It’ll all work out.’

      ‘Maybe,’ she said. ‘But in the meantime, I have to go back to school tomorrow and be labelled a martial arts freak because I told Sarah the truth.’

      ‘You know what, Simone? I think every other girl — and boy — there will think you’re the coolest kid ever ’cause you can do the arts, and they’ll ask you for demonstrations. Then, by the end of the week, they’ll have forgotten all about it.’

      ‘I will not give demonstrations.’

      ‘I don’t either.’

      She smiled. ‘That was a pretty convincing demonstration you gave the Nemesis.’

      ‘Did you see his tummy?’

      She laughed, and it was wonderful to hear. ‘It was like vanilla pudding, oh my God, so flabby!’

      I dropped my voice to a low purr. ‘Sexy.’

      She laughed even harder.

      ‘Don’t cut off your friendship with Eva and Sylvie just because they’re Shen, Simone. If you do that, you’re no better than Sarah. They can be ordinary kids, just like you, and you can go shopping with them just like ordinary girls. They like you.’

      She paused, thoughtful. ‘I guess you’re right.’

      The entrance to the Palace of the Dark Heavens was a huge gate at the end of a long, tree-lined avenue. The road widened there to form a circle so people could be dropped off; and in the circle’s centre was a round pavilion, about four metres across, for those who arrived directly.

      When Simone and I landed there was a sedan chair waiting for us next to the pavilion, a couple of tame demons standing unmoving and patient between the carry bars. Two officials in black robes were there too, and two black, heavy-set Chinese horses stood behind the sedan chair, saddled and bridled but not tethered to anything.

      The officials bowed low, saluting at the same time. One stepped forward and spoke. ‘Regent of the Dark Northern Heavens, Lady Emma, Dark Lady, First Heavenly General, Serpent Who Wears the Stone of the World. Princess Simone, Only Human Child of the Xuan Wu, Wielder of the Seven Stars. We welcome you to your palace and trust you will be comfortable during your stay. It is our desire to fulfil your every wish. The hearths are warm and the servants ready to do your bidding. Please allow us to guide you to your home in the Northern Heavens.’

      I bowed my serpent head to them both individually. ‘True Lord Xu, Religious Master of Ten Thousand Magical Arts and Giver of Supernatural Aid; True Lord Yu, Religious Master of Meritorious Magnificence, Original Lord of the Transmission of the Salvific Miracle, I am honoured by your welcome and greet you most cordially.’

      ‘I honour your welcome, my Lords,’ Simone said, and saluted. ‘All appears to be in good order, in alignment with the forces of the Celestial and pleasing to the spirit.’

      Lord Xu gestured towards the sedan chair. ‘My Ladies, if it pleases you, I have arranged this transportation to your abode in the Heavens, guarded and guided by ourselves to ensure that you reach your destination in safety and comfort.’

      We nodded again and I replied, ‘This transportation is most suitable for our needs and we are pleased to take it to our palace.’

      The officials bowed to us again, and we walked — or in my case slithered with as much dignity as I could muster — to the sedan chair. I coiled up in my ‘senior’ place on the seat facing forward and Simone sat facing the back. The curtains over the windows closed