Camille, if you could be any fairy-tale person in the world, who would you be?" Amma asked. "Sleeping Beauty." To spend a life in dreams, that sounded too lovely. "I'd be Persephone." "I don't know who that is," I said. Gayla slapped some collards on my plate, and fresh corn. I made myself eat, a kernel at a time, my gag reflex churning with each chew. "She's the Queen of the Dead," Amma beamed. "She was so beautiful, Hades stole her and took her to the underworld to be his wife. But her mother was so fierce, she forced Hades to give Persephone back. But only for six months each year. So she spends half her life with the dead, and half with the living." "Amma, why would such a creature appeal to you?" Alan said. "You can be so ghastly." "I feel sorry for Persephone because even when she's back with the living, people are afraid of her because of where's she's been," Amma said. "And even when she's with her mother, she's not really happy, because she knows she'll have to go back underground." She grinned at Adora and jabbed a big bite of ham into her mouth, then crowed.
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