changing at the same rate as the person beside you, nothing else really mattered. You became each other's constant.
“I do,” Daniel said.
It was possible, he decided, that even in today's day and age even thousands of miles away from the Yup'ik villages - people could still turn into animals, and vice versa. Just because you chose to leave a place did not mean you could escape taking it with you. A man and a woman who lived together long enough might swap traits, until they found parts of themselves in each other. Jettison a personality and you just might find it taking up residence in the heart of the person you loved most. Laura lifted her face to his. “What do you think is going to happen?”
He did not know the answer to that. He wasn't even certain he knew the right questions. But he would get Trixie, and they would go home. He'd find the best lawyer he could. And sooner or later, when Laura came back to them, they'd reinvent themselves. They might not be able to start over, but they could certainly start again.
Just then, a raven flew past the police station, soaring in the courtyard, imitating the sound of running water. Daniel watched carefully, the way he had learned to a lifetime ago. A raven could be many things - creator, trickster - depending on what form it felt like taking. But when it looped in a half circle and turned upside down, it could mean only one thing: It was dumping luck off its back - anyone's for the taking, if you happened to see where it landed.
