Karen Lynn Allen, author
Cait could've forgiven Atraxis for plucking her off the streets of San Francisco, but moving in upstairs was just too much. As a divorced mother, she had enough troubles with her children and her job creating affordable housing. She didn't need aliens hounding her for the Tamaranth, the ancient crown of Trajallax. (Why, why had Jupeernis stolen the Tamaranth and hidden it in her jaw so that Atraxis had to hunt her down to retrieve it?) Yes, Atraxis might be an intergalactic conflict mediator. Yes, he might come from an incredibly advanced society whose language was music; yes, he might travel across the universe in minutes and turn his skin blue at will. But none of this meant she had time to go gallivanting to other galaxies with him. Nor did she want to marry him and have his (blue) child. And now her former sister-in-law was dating Atraxis's former brother-in-law (this could get ugly), her daughter was having ADD problems at school, and her ex-husband was dropping his baby off for her to watch so that he could go antiquing with his new wife. Yes, the universe might be knocking at her door, but Cait had no time to answer.