48. Unbreakable Vow

"Do you have your papers? Identification? Money? Do you need more money?" Kathleen rattled off anxiously, pacing the living room, a hand on her chin in thought.

"Yes, yes, yes, no and yeeeess to anything else you're going to think of," Olympia replied, kicking up her feet and resting them on the edge of the coffee table. Kathleen pushed them off in passing. No feet on the furniture.

"And you'll let me know when you've arrived?" she questioned, paused in front of her now.

"Yes Mum," Olympia replied.

"And you'll call at least thrice a week?"

"Yes Mum."

"Do you swear an Unbreakable Vow?"

"I do."

A brief silence fell between them, in which Olympia put her feet back on the table, only to have them pushed off again, and her mother pacing just as frantically.

"Mum, I'll be fiiiiiine, it'll be just like when I stayed in Syndey!... Only not." Only further, much, much further. "Besides, magic does miracles! We're not all that far away in the grand scheme of things."