staying?” Fa questioned.
“Well, I don’t know. We don’t want to get in the way. Tomorrow we can get a hotel room in Port of Spain.”
"Nonsense. Stay here. We have plenty of room," Fa said before leaving the room.
Makayla shook her head. No matter how hard she would try, she knew her father would not allow them to stay at a hotel. She grabbed her toothbrush and headed down the hall to the bathroom.
Her parents lived in a four bedroom, one bathroom house. Her father and uncles had built this house from scratch with their bare hands. Makayla had many happy memories of her years spent in and around the house.
When her father had moved the family to New York, he’d insisted on keeping the house as a summer getaway. Every year the whole family would return for the summer, giving them the best of two worlds. Later Makayla and Tia moved out and her parents then decided to retire and move back home to Arima, Trinidad.
Makayla entered the dining room and was greeted by the happy and light conversation of her parents and boyfriend were engaged in. They were laughing and eating together as though they’d always known one another and Makayla happily joined in.
After a great dinner and some pleasant chatting, Makayla went off to see her cousin. Tamarius had agreed to join her and she was grateful for the support.
He agreed because he wanted to see if he could heal her.
Makayla took a deep breath and hesitated a moment before opening the door and entering the room. Tamarius could feel the family’s love for Tia as it emanated from every corner of the room and he smiled. The room was almost identical to Makayla's, the only difference being the color. Tia’s room was a burst purple.
Makayla smiled at him knowing what he was thinking. "Stop it," she whispered. She pulled a chair up to her cousin's bed and picked up her limp hand. Tia looked even worse than Makayla had imagined. Her cousin’s tiny body was battered and her face barely recognizable.
Tamarius grabbed another chair from the far corner of the room and brought it to the opposite side of the bed.
He looked over at Makayla who seemed to be lost in thought. "Kay, how do you feel about doing a healing on her?" he asked.
Makayla looked at him. "Why didn't I think of that? Yeah, I just need to..."
"When you’re ready," Tamarius said, already knowing she needed to balance her emotions in order to focus.
Makayla relaxed then nodded at Tamarius. They began with a prayer, asking God for protection and blessings. They gently picked up Tia's hands and instantly Tamarius and Makayla began to send healing energy through Tia's entire body, healing fractures and internal injuries.
Within minutes, Tia sat straight up in bed, screaming out Makayla's name. Tamarius and Makayla broke their focus and quickly jumped to tend to Tia.
"Tia, it’s me. Tia!" Makayla called out, wiping the sweat away from her cousin’s forehead. Her heart swelled with hope as she hugged her. "Tamarius, go get her some cool water, please."
"Sure." He rushed out of the room.
"Kay," Tia whispered.
Makayla pulled away and looked into her cousin’s eyes. "Hey, sweetie, you’re awake and talking."
"Why did you come?" Tia asked.
"For you, honey. You’re like my sister. Why wouldn't I be here?" Makayla smiled.
"Leave, please you can't be here, Kay,” Tia whispered through trembling lips. Her eyes were wide with terror as she scanned the room and returned her gaze to Makayla. “It's too dangerous. You have to leave.” Her hoarse whisper rose to a shrill, almost hysterical cry as she took a fierce grip of Makayla’s arms. “Please leave."
"What are you saying, Tia?" Makayla struggled against the painful grip.
"They are after you. You’re in danger." Tia stared wide-eyed at Makayla before collapsing back on the bed.
"What did she mean?" Tamarius asked, his tone stern
“Well, I don’t know. We don’t want to get in the way. Tomorrow we can get a hotel room in Port of Spain.”
"Nonsense. Stay here. We have plenty of room," Fa said before leaving the room.
Makayla shook her head. No matter how hard she would try, she knew her father would not allow them to stay at a hotel. She grabbed her toothbrush and headed down the hall to the bathroom.
Her parents lived in a four bedroom, one bathroom house. Her father and uncles had built this house from scratch with their bare hands. Makayla had many happy memories of her years spent in and around the house.
When her father had moved the family to New York, he’d insisted on keeping the house as a summer getaway. Every year the whole family would return for the summer, giving them the best of two worlds. Later Makayla and Tia moved out and her parents then decided to retire and move back home to Arima, Trinidad.
Makayla entered the dining room and was greeted by the happy and light conversation of her parents and boyfriend were engaged in. They were laughing and eating together as though they’d always known one another and Makayla happily joined in.
After a great dinner and some pleasant chatting, Makayla went off to see her cousin. Tamarius had agreed to join her and she was grateful for the support.
He agreed because he wanted to see if he could heal her.
Makayla took a deep breath and hesitated a moment before opening the door and entering the room. Tamarius could feel the family’s love for Tia as it emanated from every corner of the room and he smiled. The room was almost identical to Makayla's, the only difference being the color. Tia’s room was a burst purple.
Makayla smiled at him knowing what he was thinking. "Stop it," she whispered. She pulled a chair up to her cousin's bed and picked up her limp hand. Tia looked even worse than Makayla had imagined. Her cousin’s tiny body was battered and her face barely recognizable.
Tamarius grabbed another chair from the far corner of the room and brought it to the opposite side of the bed.
He looked over at Makayla who seemed to be lost in thought. "Kay, how do you feel about doing a healing on her?" he asked.
Makayla looked at him. "Why didn't I think of that? Yeah, I just need to..."
"When you’re ready," Tamarius said, already knowing she needed to balance her emotions in order to focus.
Makayla relaxed then nodded at Tamarius. They began with a prayer, asking God for protection and blessings. They gently picked up Tia's hands and instantly Tamarius and Makayla began to send healing energy through Tia's entire body, healing fractures and internal injuries.
Within minutes, Tia sat straight up in bed, screaming out Makayla's name. Tamarius and Makayla broke their focus and quickly jumped to tend to Tia.
"Tia, it’s me. Tia!" Makayla called out, wiping the sweat away from her cousin’s forehead. Her heart swelled with hope as she hugged her. "Tamarius, go get her some cool water, please."
"Sure." He rushed out of the room.
"Kay," Tia whispered.
Makayla pulled away and looked into her cousin’s eyes. "Hey, sweetie, you’re awake and talking."
"Why did you come?" Tia asked.
"For you, honey. You’re like my sister. Why wouldn't I be here?" Makayla smiled.
"Leave, please you can't be here, Kay,” Tia whispered through trembling lips. Her eyes were wide with terror as she scanned the room and returned her gaze to Makayla. “It's too dangerous. You have to leave.” Her hoarse whisper rose to a shrill, almost hysterical cry as she took a fierce grip of Makayla’s arms. “Please leave."
"What are you saying, Tia?" Makayla struggled against the painful grip.
"They are after you. You’re in danger." Tia stared wide-eyed at Makayla before collapsing back on the bed.
"What did she mean?" Tamarius asked, his tone stern
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