Sweet Ambrosia (Pure Magic Book Three)

Chapter Nine

"Yes, I understand that, Mrs. Chapman."

I was pacing back and forth on the terrace, trying to talk to Jewel's parents. It had been a couple weeks since the night Ambrosia offered to help us. In only a couple of days we had been able to contact Jewel's family again. However, they weren't making things easy for Morgyn and I. They had written Jewel off completely and refused to even attend a court hearing regarding her adoption.

"Mrs. Chapman, please listen to me," I said in an increasingly exasperated voice. "She requested this a-"

I was cut off by Mrs. Chapman yelling even more about how she didn't care about the request. "You can just have her!" She screamed. "I want nothing to do with her, you or this situation anymore!"

I sighed deeply. "And if you would just f—" I stopped myself as my eyes widened. I cleared my throat. "Excuse me, I'm sorry. If you want nothing to do with her, then this court hearing will be the last you hear from any of us. All you have to do is sign a paper." I closed my eyes, just waiting for more yelling.

"Ms. Hunter, you clearly aren't listening. You go, talk to your lawyers, draw up the stupid paper and drop it off at my office. I'll text you the address. I'll sign it, leave it outside and text you to pick it up again. Are we clear on this?"

I started to see red. "Just like that." I spoke quietly and calmly. "Just like that?" I took a deep breath. "It's bad enough that you just threw your daughter out like she was trash, but now that she has a chance to live the rest of her life with a family that actually loves her, it's too much of an inconvenience to show up and get it done? Do you even realize just how pathetic that is? Do you really?" I stopped. "Fine. We'll do it your way. I can't wait to get this done. Have a great day, Mrs. Chapman."

And with that, I hung up. I walked over to the railing, looking out over the city and across the river to the hills beyond. "God dammit," I mumbled. "She makes me sick."

"Who does?" I heard. I peered over my shoulder and saw Morgyn approach me.

I looked back over the city. "Mrs. Chapman."

"Oh, you had another call with her?" He put his arm around me and looked out as well.

"Yes, and it was the same crap she's been pulling all along. 'Oh, I want nothing to do with her, and I'm going to make it increasingly hard for anyone else to have anything to do with her too!'" I said it in a mocking tone. "'Because I'm an absolute psychopath!'"

Morgyn looked frustrated, but slightly amused at my impression. "It will all work out."

"She finally agreed to sign the paper," I said. "But I'm not sure if that will suffice in court."

"Call Ambrosia. Maybe she can talk to someone who will know." Morgyn continued gazing out, watching the water of the river. The sunlight danced across his face as he stood, deep in thought.

"I will," I replied with a slight nod. I turned around, leaning my back against the railing. Morgyn looked at me and smiled.

"And despite your frustrations, you still glow." He turned toward me.

"If I'm glowing right now, it's because my blood is boiling and most likely trying to find an escape route." I sighed.

He tilted his head. "Nah, it's more than that."

I couldn't help but smile, seeing how he looked at me.

"Calm down," he said. "This will all work out, but anger gets you nowhere but more angry."

I sighed and looked down. "You're right. She's just so frustrating."

"But," he held up his hand. "You got further than we've gotten in the last couple of weeks, no?"