It wasn’t until Pauline slipped on a patch of black ice and suffered massive head trauma that she discovered the truth that we, everyone of us, were all blessed or cursed with a destiny, a role that must be fulfilled as part of the grand design of the universe. The fall unlocked a memory of being visited at a very young age by her guardian angel, who whispered her path into her tiny ear before pressing its genderless lips to her forehead, thus sealing her fate.
“Gettin’ yersel’ a good education an’ havin’ a career is fine an’ all, but yer real purpose in life ista find yer udder half,” her sin-seanmháthair said.
“And I need this other half, do I, Nana? And what do you reckon happens to the half my supposed soulmate has no interest in, that he considers to be less than?” Niamh hadn’t meant to snap at her great-grandmother like that but her personal goals had always been so much grander than rushing into a relationship for fear of being alone. She wanted to be a full person, complete within herself and she refused to have half herself wither from neglect.
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