It was the middle of the night before the twins aged into teens. Brené woke suddenly and quietly. The household was all asleep, aside from Elaina who was at Fernando’s house, and the world was silent. Glitter filled the thoughts of this child-at-heart who was about to transition over to the otherworld. Grim arrived without a sound. No thundering music, no deep belly laughs for the weak-minded mortals, no banging of his scythe. He left just as quietly, leaving behind the ashes of a woman well-loved.
As the morning sun just began to rise, Brené appeared in spirit form and began to play a favorite song of Louise and Landen, in honor of their aging up. Hopefully this spark of joyful music would lift their spirits on a sad day that should be quite joyful.