“This is truly a gift indeed”, he said admiringly. Charley half wondered if her father would have liked to keep it for himself.
"Dad, perhaps you would like to hold onto it?” she asked, dutifully - if not a little ruefully.
“Of course not Chook” (this was a pet name on occasion) “no, this piece was clearly meant for you … but we could break it into several pieces and share them around - and maybe set them into amulets or something?”
“Father!” she exclaimed, half laughing and tugging it out from his grasp - “no, I think it is better as it is” she said firmly. Charley looked quickly just to double check it was intact before landing it into her handbag’s small pocket. Its little light smiled back at her.
-Gabriel Brunsdon, AZLANDER: NEVER ENDINGS: Second Chances
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