Canto XVI: Sequel Hooks Things never really end point blank There’s always a leftover strand or two   She had clothing for Bailey and— “Glasses cleaner!” Bailey grinned “Thank you, um—“   “Desta,” She extended a hand “And you have met my brother, Bailey!”   “Your brother?” I asked   “Arkn!”   “Really? He’d better be here He said He’d explain”   “Well, now that you have my ‘number’ I’d better jump when you say jump or you’ll come hunt me down,”   We turned and saw --“Arnold? Arnold Knutson?”   “I was wondering how long it would take you to figure it out I even used my own name well, I added some.”   “What, you were undercover with her and you never told me?”   “I wanted it to be a surprise— and your face” He chuckled “That was worth everything   Bailey began cleaning her glasses “What about that thing Tova said. She asked if we were ‘moons’”   “People in stories do exist independently of their writers— well, somewhat Especially in stories where there’s a defined Creator. an aspect, an element of God that’s the sun but then you as subcreator are the moon”   “Reflecting light into the night cool!”   “Now what?” I asked   “Now?—“ Bailey grinned “Now anything Now everything!”