“Did I call you?”
“You did.” He looked around the tiny camper cabin. “Very cozy. Like a turtle, but with a hotplate and a bookshelf.” He smiled at her. “If you ever need me, just press my app and I’ll be at your side.”
“A god with an app. Gotta love progress,” Keelie said. “But I don’t think I need the Herne app.”
Herne pretended to look hurt, but then smiled sunnily, with more than a hint of mischief. “Don’t delete it, Keelie. You have a tendency to find yourself in misadventures.”
“I don’t think I’ll be having any more adventures. I’m going to be working as a messenger and spending time with my family.”
“Ah, family. You’ll find that the definition of that word will change drastically for you, and soon.”
At Keelie’s wary frown, Herne smiled and spread his arms wide. ”My dear Keliel, your adventures are just beginning.”
Keelie looked down at her tablet, where other mysterious apps were popping into existence.
She grinned. Herne didn’t know the half of it.