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before, and I sure as hell had never felt so energized there, either!
    Neferet drank from the goblet she held, and then she offered it to Loren, who drank from it and said "blessed be." Mirroring their actions, the four women moved quickly around the circle, allowing each person, fledgling and adult, to drink from a goblet. When it was my turn I was happy to see the familiar face of Penthesilea offer me a drink and a blessing. The wine was red and I expected it to be bitter, like the sip of my mom's hidden Cabernet I tried once (and definitely did not like), but it wasn't. It was sweet and spicy and it made my head feel even lighter.
    When everyone had been given a drink, the goblets were returned to the table.
    "Tonight I want each of us to spend at least a moment or two alone in the light of the full moon. Let its light refresh you and help you to remember how extraordinary you are…or you are becoming." She smiled at some of the fledglings, including me. "Bask in your uniqueness. Revel in your strength. We stand separate from the world because of our gifts. Never forget that, because you may be sure the world never will. Now let us close the circle and embrace the night.”
    In reverse order, Neferet thanked each element and sent them away as each candle was blown out, and as she did so I felt a little twinge of sadness, like I was saying good-bye to friends. Then she completed the ritual by saying, "This rite is ended. Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again!”
    The crowd echoed: "Merry meet and merry part and merry meet again!”
    And that was it. My first ritual of the Goddess was over.
    The circle broke up quickly―more quickly than I would have liked it to. I wanted to stand there and think about the amazing things I had felt, especially during the calling of the elements, but that was impossible. I was carried out of the temple on a tide of chatter. I was glad that everyone was so busy talking that no one noticed how quiet I was; I didn't think I could explain to them what had just happened to me. Hell! I couldn't even explain it to myself.
    "Hey, you think they'll have Chinese food again tonight? I just loved it last full moon when they had that yummy moo goo stuff afterward," Shaunee said. "Not to mention, my fortune cookie said 'You will make a name for yourself,' which is way cool.”
    "I'm so starved I don't care what they feed us as long as they feed us," Erin said.
    "Me too," Stevie Rae said.
    "For once we are in perfect agreement," Damien said, linking arms with Stevie Rae and me. "Let's eat.”
    And suddenly, that reminded me. "Uh, guys." That nice tingly feeling the ritual had given me was gone. "I can't go. I have to―"
    "We're morons." Stevie Rae thumped herself on the forehead hard enough to make a smacking sound. "We totally forgot."
    "Ah, crap!" Shaunee said.
    "The hags from hell," Erin said.
    "Want me to save you a plate of something?" Damien asked sweetly.
    "No. Aphrodite said they're going to feed me.”
    "Probably raw meat," Shaunee said.
    "Yeah, from some poor kid she caught in her nasty spider web," Erin said.
    "By that she means the one between her legs," Shaunee explained.
    "Stop, you're freaking Zoey out," Stevie Rae said as she started nudging me toward the door. "I'll show her where the rec hall is, then I'll meet you guys at our table.”
    Outside I said, "Okay, tell me that they're kidding about the raw meat.”
    "They're kidding?" Stevie Rae said unconvincingly.
    "Great. I don't even like my steak rare. What am I going to do if they really do try to feed me raw meat?" I refused to think about what kind of raw meat it might be.
    "I think I have a Tums somewhere in my purse. Do you want it?" Stevie Rae asked.
    "Yeah," I said, already feeling nauseous.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

    "That's it." Stevie Rae had stopped, looking uncomfortable and apologetic in front of the steps that led to a round brick building situated on a little hill overlooking the eastern part of the wall surrounding the school. Huge oaks wrapped it in darkness within darkness, so I could barely make out flickers of either gas or candles lighting up the entrance. Not one speck of light was coming from the darkened windows that were long and arched and seemed to be made of stained glass.
    "Okay, well, thanks for the Tums." I tried to sound brave. "And save a place for me. This really can't take that long. I should be able to get done here and join you guys for dinner.”
    "Don't rush. Really. You might meet