becoming more cheerful by the moment. "This will be my masterpiece."
*
"Pregnant?" Artemis screamed. "How can she be pregnant?"
"Well - Ganymede invited her to go swimming with him one evening, and one thing led to another..." Aphrodite smiled wickedly.
"Ganymede? He is only a child!"
"Seventeen summers - eighteen by the time the baby comes. More than old enough."
"You cheated! Zeus must have been momentarily distracted, and you took advantage!"
"It was not necessary to cheat. Like it or not, even hard-headed women of good sense are wont to worship me when they have found the right man."
The two goddesses peered into the mirror. Galatea was trying on her wedding finery. Although Artemis would never have admitted it to her rival goddess, the future bride was radiant, more beautiful than she had ever been as a statue.
"I am going to the wedding," Aphrodite said. "Will you come too?"
"Wherever will they live?" Artemis asked, ignoring the invitation. After all, it would never do for a virginal goddess to show up at a wedding.
"Pygmalion is letting them use the guest house until Ganymede has completed his apprenticeship."
"Pygmalion? He is not threatening to do away with himself in the river?"
"Not at all. He has sculpted himself another statue, more beautiful yet, and worships her day and night." Aphrodite preened. "She looks much as I did when I was first born from the sea."
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