Maybe she didn’t have to explain anything. “Why is it mom’s think they have to explain things to their kids? Would it make a difference if he knew his dad wasn’t, well, his dad? He knows his characteristics are genetic. Leave it at that. Curiouser and curiouser – not. Kids aren’t dumb and he’s not a kid anymore. If his dad is a fire god of some sort he may have communicated to him by now anyway. In his mind he could be sparing me… hmmm… fire god. Hephaestus wasn’t supposed to be that good looking and he had a wife. What am I thinking!”
Nuriye laid back and looked up at the stars.
“I wonder how long I’ll be able to keep this form? Maybe by manifesting myself I’ve regenerated. That would be another can of worms. First time for everything.”