Methods of Inheritance
I’m on very strict orders to put out the third section today, so here, this is the last section of this story. Murder happens, if blood is an issue for you. If you haven’t read them yet, here are Parts the First and Second.
Here are the things that everyone knows about Harry Ainsel.
One. Harry is short for Angharad, a nickname taken after years of mangled pronunciations and never shrugged off. (Fact: ‘Angharad’ means ‘more love,’ which Harry has always found funny, in a bitter and ironic sort of way. ‘Harry’ means nothing at all, and she is easier behind the armor of it.)
Two. Harry was born at the last stroke of sundown on the spring equinox. (Fact: this information could not be hidden from her cousin, and they could not be convinced to hide such a prime weapon from the rest of the world. Harry has borne up under the hisses of ‘half-folk’ and ‘shadow-girl’ for nineteen years, with teeth and fists clenched tight.)
