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“Actually, I’d say more like a tight-winged Valkyrie. Which is a compliment. They’re known for their beauty, you know. You’re just missing the wings. But in your hoodie, you could make the argument that they’re hidden.”
Paige slid her eyes closed for a moment, letting her head bang against the headrest before she snapped them open with a sigh and pressed the ignition button. “Whatever. Just give me the address.”
“It’s in your tote.”
“Of course it is,” Paige groaned, kneeling on the seat and reaching for her tote bag in the back.
After a quick riffle, she retrieved the scrap of paper with the address and punched it into the car’s navigation.
With the route set, Paige shifted into drive and eased off the brake, letting the car roll forward toward the road.
“How far is it?”
“About a two-hour drive.”
Silence filled the car for a few moments before the sound of the zipper opening broke it. Dewey stuck his head out and stared at Paige.
“Yes, I’m still purple. Stop staring at me.”
“Are you mad?” Dewey asked.
Paige blew out a sigh, tugging the hair tie from her hair and tossing it into the cupholder. She ran her hands through her locks before she let her head rest in her palm, her elbow propped on the door. “No.”
“Really? You sound mad.”
“I’m not mad, okay? I’m just… I don’t even know what I am. Disappointed? I’m purple. It’s not something I ever thought I’d have to acclimate to.”
Dewey crawled farther out of his carrier and hopped onto the console, tossing the carrier to the floor before settling onto the passenger’s seat. “But you’re likely cured.”
“Yeah, at least I’ll live. Even if I’m purple.”
“I really think it’s temporary.”
Paige shot him a glance, a smile tugging at the corners of her lips. “I’m not mad, really.”
Dewey raised his eyebrows. “Really? You promise?”
“I promise. I mean…you’re teal, and you’re doing just fine.”
“I love being teal. Did you know teal is one of the least common colors for dragons?”
“I did not know that,” Paige admitted as she trained her eyes on the road.
“Yep. So, in addition to my size, I’m also unique because of my color.”
“But you hate your size,” Paige said, turning onto another road.
“I do, but I love my color.”
“You should love both.”
Dewey wrinkled his nose. “My size makes me a freak.”
“It doesn’t, really. And plus, it makes you extremely portable. I mean, think about this. None of your relatives could ever save the world like this. I’d never fit them in the car with me.”
A smile spread across Dewey’s face, and he nodded. “You know, Paige, you’re right. Only I can save the world.”
“Well, both of us.”
