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you if you are, or are not, an Arima,” Honey said.  “What I can
     tell you is that your talent is for sensing danger to your people as a whole.  If
     you’ve never felt as though you belonged, that would explain why the talent has never
     manifested.  Once you belong, your talent will come to the fore.”
    “Oh, I like that,” Shellie said, smiling brightly once more.  “Thank you so much,
     Honey.”
    Honey smiled and started to say something, but a light pat on her arm from Nica drew
     her attention.  “What is it, Nica?” she asked.
    Nica crooked her finger and Honey bent down so that Nica could speak into her ear. 
     She half expected that Nica needed to go to the bathroom, so when she heard what Nica
     had to say, she froze for a long moment in shock. 
    “Is something wrong, Honey?” Berta asked, noting the stiff expression on her niece’s
     face.
    Honey straightened up and looked at Berta, then glanced down at Nica before looking
     at the faces around the table.  She didn’t know what to do and for some reason her
     brain wasn’t working quickly enough for her to decide on the spur of the moment.
    “It’s okay, Mana ,” Nica said as she reached for the glass of juice in front of her plate. 
    Honey smiled at Nica.  Sometimes the child acted far beyond her years.  She’d often
     thought Nica had an old soul , an expression she didn’t fully understand, but still felt was right for Nica.  She
     bit her lip as she tried to make up her mind.
    “Honey?” Berta asked.
    “I’m not ready to explain this completely,” Honey said, deciding on a compromise. 
     “What I will tell you is that Nica has a gift of her own.  Through it, she has learned
     that you, Shellie, do have a male-set.  They are simply not on Jasan at the moment,
     nor will they be for another couple of months.”
    Shellie smiled at Nica.  “Thank you, Nica,” she said.  “I think I would have given
     up hope soon without what the two of you have told me this morning.  You’ve made me
     very happy.”
    “Yes, Nica, thank you very much,” Berta added.  She frowned in thought.  “Shellie,
     I think that since your male-set will not be here for a while, we should let another berezi take your place, for the time being.  Obviously you cannot leave the safety of the
     ranch, though.  I’m afraid I’m at a loss as to what to do.”
    “I don’t mind sharing my room,” said the tall, dark haired woman sitting beside Shellie. 
     “If you can have another bed put in there, that is.”
    “I’m sure that can be arranged,” Berta said.  “But are you sure you won’t mind, Willa?”
    “Not at all,” Willa replied.  “Shellie and I get on well, and besides, those rooms
     are huge.  I shared a room that size with five other women when I was in college. 
     Unless you object, Shellie.”
    “Object?  Not hardly,” she said with a laugh.  “You are very generous, Willa, and
     I thank you.”
    Willa blushed pink, but looked pleased.
    “Well, if Shellie isn’t going to ask, I am,” Berta said with a grin.  “Nica, do you
     have any idea who her Rami are?  Which clan?”
    Nica frowned at the strange word and started to shake her head.  Then her eyes widened
     and she giggled.  “Wolfies!” she said, clapping her hands together.
    All of the women at the table joined in Nica’s laughter, Shellie going so far as to
     clap her hands as well.  “Lobos,” she said when the laughter died down.  “How wonderful! 
     Thanks again, Nica.”
    “You’re welcome,” Nica said before returning to her lunch.
    “You ladies seem to be having a good time in here,” Hope Bearen said as she stepped
     into the dining room with a baby boy on her hip. 
    “Hello, Hope,” Berta said, getting up and hurrying around the table.  “Why are you
     lugging this young man around like that?” she scolded gently as she reached out toward
     Harlan.  The little boy grinned and leaned toward her, happy to go into her