to understand now that you’re a little bit older. When my sister died and her little boy came to live with me, I was in shock. I was only twenty-three years old. I wasn’t ready to take care of a kid.” She shrugged. “My family was always pretty traditional. I didn’t think of myself that way, but when Ryuu came into my life I realized that he needed me to be more solid.” “So you decided that being away all the time was more solid?” I couldn’t help the sarcasm. She shook her head. “Why do you think I was dating? I was trying to find someone to settle down with- fast. So Ryuu would have a family.” I uncrossed my arms and sat up. I hadn’t thought of that. Of course I hadn’t. I’d only been fourteen at the time- just a kid. “Well I don’t think he ever wanted that. He just needed you to be there for him.” I turned toward her. “The problem isn’t whether or not you’re cut out to be a mom, or if you’re married or not. The problem is that you don’t listen to Ryuu. You don’t see him for who he is.” I threw my arms up in the air and stood, pacing. “You always act like there’s something wrong with him- like he has to be cured or changed.” Dawn looked up at me with eyes like saucers. Then she slowly shook her head. “I’m amazed. Kit you always amaze me. You still have that beautiful child-like honesty. Most people lose that as they get older.” “I want to believe in him,” Dawn said suddenly. “But this talk about curses and … spiritual energy? It’s just too much. He’s just like his grandmother- completely lost in a world of his own. I just want him to live a normal life.” I rounded on her, pointing my finger. “Well I don’t want that for him! I want more for Ryuu than for him to be just like everyone else. I want Ryuu to be Ryuu. And I’ll believe in him no matter what!” I’d had enough of this conversation. I dropped my arms and scooped up my bag. “I’m going home. Tell Ryuu he can come study there if he wants.” I walked back to my house, my anger at Dawn fading to nothing. Hearing myself say those things aloud had made me realize something. I really did believe it. I would trust anything Ryuu said to me because I believed in him . And I was pretty sure I was the only one who did. And that made me even more mad. Mad enough to say things that would make his aunt hate me. I didn’t care. Ryuu had put up with this crap long enough- people not listening to him, saying that he was crazy, avoiding him. Just like his grandmother, Dawn had said. I wondered what Ryuu’s grandmother would say about his abilities. Had everyone thought she was crazy? I wondered if she was still alive. Maybe she would believe Ryuu. Maybe she could help him. I vowed to ask him the next chance I got. I bounded up the porch steps and opened the door. I was greeted by loud snoring that almost eclipsed the TV noise in the background. Sighing I turned off the TV and jiggled the couch, making Dad snort and roll over. “Hey. Get up. I’m having someone over.” At least there were a lot less empties this time, a good sign. I picked up the beer cans and took them out to the recycling bin, grumbling about drunk old washed-up writers. Just add it to chemistry tests, Shinto spirits, and the list of other assorted crap tailor-made to make my life miserable. ***** I met Ryuu at the temple a couple of days later for another sort of test. He was waiting for me at the big wooden door, looking both excited and nervous. We were about to find out if I could destroy any old cursed object and not just the particular one that had affected me.I followed Ryuu into the temple, noticing as I did that it was more empty than usual. We passed a monk laying out little prayer cards on a wooden table near the entryway. I nodded and smiled in greeting, recognizing him from my