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Authors: Rebecca Gober, Courtney Nuckels
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the empathic gift. It was hard enough for me to control how I dealt with feeling other people’s emotions in the beginning. I can’t imagine having to deal with it at such a young age like she does.
“ Kids are resilient,” Tony says inside my head.
I look from Lillie to Sabby and nod my head. “They sure are,” I whisper. “Let’s build a bridge,” I say loud enough for everyone to hear.
“ Heck yeah, I haven’t tried this gift out yet,” Tony adds, rubbing his hands together.
I think of how , with my gifts, I rarely knew how to work them in the beginning. In fact, most of the time I didn’t even realize I could do something until it happened. Tony doesn’t seem to have that much of an issue with anything like I do. A small spark of envy comes to me but I quickly extinguish it.
“ What can I say? I’m a prodigy,” Tony says in my head.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “We’ll see about that,” I reply, remembering how telekinesis was one of the hardest gifts for me to master. I felt so out of control when I was using it and at first, it only came out naturally when I was in a situation with heightened emotions.
We hike over to where several gigantic tree trunks lay in a pile under a few inches of snow. They measure to what I would estimate to be sixty feet in length. With the branches cleared and perfect cuts, I can tell that a machine took these down a while ago. My only question would be how they got machinery down here, but I guess that’s better thought out for another day.
Tony stares down at the trees with a focused expression. We all watch him in silence as his body goes rigid with concentration. I keep looking back and forth from Tony to the tree and then back at Tony. He clenches his hands and perspiration begins building on his forehead , despite the arctic temperatures. The wood doesn’t move an inch.
I put my hand on his shoulder a moment later and he relaxes his body. He turns to look at me. The re is a gold swirl running through his irises but not nearly enough to give him the strength to move such a large object with his mind. “This one took me a while too,” I tell him with a soft smile.
“ Well, I guess even I have to have an Achilles heel.” He smiles.
Much to my relief, he doesn ’t seem embarrassed or defeated. “It’ll just take some practice. Perhaps start with a pencil or something that isn’t ten times your body weight,” I tease.
He grunts and then turns his attention back to the pile of wood. I turn as well to find that one of the tree trunks at the top has started shaking. We all back up and watch Marya. With seemingly no effort, she starts moving one of the trunks away from the pile. We watch her in awed silence while she slowly positions it to where it lays perfectly over the river. The process takes about ten minutes in all as she finagles it just right so that it doesn’t end up crashing to the bottom of the riverbed.
“ That’s so cool!” Connor says with his eyes wide. Then his face goes pouty. “I wish I could do something as cool as that.” He kicks the dirt in frustration.
“ Walking through objects is just as cool, babe.” Claire pats her man on his shoulder consolingly.
He perks up and shrugs his shoulders. “You’re right. I am pretty awesome.” He cocks a half-smile at Claire.
I laugh and roll my eyes. What a goober. “My turn,” I say as I step up to the pile of wood. I focus on channeling my telekinesis gift as I stare at one of the logs at the top of the pile. A gold haze starts to rim the outermost parts of my vision. I focus harder and watch the log vibrate. It takes several minutes for me to get it off the pile of wood. My breathing is labored and sweat is accumulating on my brow. This sucker is heavy. Or, I’ve just been using my gifts too much these past few days and I’m a bit weakened by the over-usage.
Tony puts his hand on my shoulder and I suddenly feel a burst of strength. The large tree trunk floats in the air and
“ Kids are resilient,” Tony says inside my head.
I look from Lillie to Sabby and nod my head. “They sure are,” I whisper. “Let’s build a bridge,” I say loud enough for everyone to hear.
“ Heck yeah, I haven’t tried this gift out yet,” Tony adds, rubbing his hands together.
I think of how , with my gifts, I rarely knew how to work them in the beginning. In fact, most of the time I didn’t even realize I could do something until it happened. Tony doesn’t seem to have that much of an issue with anything like I do. A small spark of envy comes to me but I quickly extinguish it.
“ What can I say? I’m a prodigy,” Tony says in my head.
I raise an eyebrow at him. “We’ll see about that,” I reply, remembering how telekinesis was one of the hardest gifts for me to master. I felt so out of control when I was using it and at first, it only came out naturally when I was in a situation with heightened emotions.
We hike over to where several gigantic tree trunks lay in a pile under a few inches of snow. They measure to what I would estimate to be sixty feet in length. With the branches cleared and perfect cuts, I can tell that a machine took these down a while ago. My only question would be how they got machinery down here, but I guess that’s better thought out for another day.
Tony stares down at the trees with a focused expression. We all watch him in silence as his body goes rigid with concentration. I keep looking back and forth from Tony to the tree and then back at Tony. He clenches his hands and perspiration begins building on his forehead , despite the arctic temperatures. The wood doesn’t move an inch.
I put my hand on his shoulder a moment later and he relaxes his body. He turns to look at me. The re is a gold swirl running through his irises but not nearly enough to give him the strength to move such a large object with his mind. “This one took me a while too,” I tell him with a soft smile.
“ Well, I guess even I have to have an Achilles heel.” He smiles.
Much to my relief, he doesn ’t seem embarrassed or defeated. “It’ll just take some practice. Perhaps start with a pencil or something that isn’t ten times your body weight,” I tease.
He grunts and then turns his attention back to the pile of wood. I turn as well to find that one of the tree trunks at the top has started shaking. We all back up and watch Marya. With seemingly no effort, she starts moving one of the trunks away from the pile. We watch her in awed silence while she slowly positions it to where it lays perfectly over the river. The process takes about ten minutes in all as she finagles it just right so that it doesn’t end up crashing to the bottom of the riverbed.
“ That’s so cool!” Connor says with his eyes wide. Then his face goes pouty. “I wish I could do something as cool as that.” He kicks the dirt in frustration.
“ Walking through objects is just as cool, babe.” Claire pats her man on his shoulder consolingly.
He perks up and shrugs his shoulders. “You’re right. I am pretty awesome.” He cocks a half-smile at Claire.
I laugh and roll my eyes. What a goober. “My turn,” I say as I step up to the pile of wood. I focus on channeling my telekinesis gift as I stare at one of the logs at the top of the pile. A gold haze starts to rim the outermost parts of my vision. I focus harder and watch the log vibrate. It takes several minutes for me to get it off the pile of wood. My breathing is labored and sweat is accumulating on my brow. This sucker is heavy. Or, I’ve just been using my gifts too much these past few days and I’m a bit weakened by the over-usage.
Tony puts his hand on my shoulder and I suddenly feel a burst of strength. The large tree trunk floats in the air and
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