Chapter 22

“You can ask me, you know.”

“About what?” Ivy returned. “About Bert?”

“Sure, that too. He’s a painter. I met him when he was in the woods, painting the wildlife. You notice the art in the hotel?”

Ivy shrugged. “Pretty generic stuff. Landscapes, Waterfalls, and oh.” Ivy realized her mother was clearly telling her that Bert did them. “They’re his, yeah?”

“Most of them. But he also teaches, like you and Rowan, so some paintings in the Bridal Veil Falls hotel are from his students.”

“That’s nice, then.” They walked for a few quiet paces. Eventually, Ivy added, “You can tell me about his birth chart if you want. Or what phase of the moon you’ll be married in.”

“Why would I tell you that?”

Ivy shrugged again. “Isn’t that your big thing? Your moon magick or whatever you call it?”

“My magick is my magick. I strive to keep what I know secret for as long as I can.”