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    “Wh…what happened and how did I get here?” she whispered.
    “You fainted after I showed you…well…my ability. I carried you here. Are you alright?”
    “No!” She ate the orange and took a sip of water.
    “Do you have any questions?” I asked.
    “Questions! Of course I have questions! I just watched you run on water! I don’t know what to think.”
    Her cheeks turned bright red. I placed my hand on her shoulder, and she allowed it.
    “Please try to calm down. I will tell you anything you wish to know.”
    “What are you exactly?” She swung her legs down from the couch.
    “An immortal.”
    “All immortals have special powers?”
    “Yes.”
    “How many are there?” I saw the distress in her eyes.
    “Many, but we do not have an exact number. There is no census for us. We tend to keep to ourselves.”
    She rubbed her eyes and let out a big sigh.
    “What are you thinking?” I asked.
     “You’re extraordinary,” she blurted.
     “Oh, really!” I smiled.
    “No I didn’t mean it like that…I mean …well,” she blushed and half smiled, “What I meant was this is extraordinary, it’s unbelievable. You are like humans with super powers.”
    “Oh,” I exaggerated an expression of disappointment.
    “I think I should get home. I can’t imagine what I’m going to tell the Castillo’s,” she said and grabbed a strawberry off the plate.
    “Do not worry. Max spoke with them. They know you are here resting. We said you had a family issue that upset you and over worked your body.”
    “Still, I have to work tonight.” She took a piece of tangerine.
    “Of course. Whenever you are ready to go, I will be happy to take you.”
    She appeared calmer.
    “Would you like a tour of the house?” I asked to test whether she could support herself on her feet.
    Her eyes squinted, “I suppose I could.”
    I stood and reached my hand out. She failed to make eye contact with it, but took my offer. Carefully she stood.
    I waited, “Are you light headed?”
    “No… no I’m good.” She stepped forward.
    “I think the twins are in the game room.”
    I took her through our pristine kitchen that opened up to a room with no windows. Our game room consisted of a big flat screen TV with five black leather recliners. John and Martin stood in sword fighting positions playing Samurai Warrior on the game system.
    “Kasey this is where John and Martin spend most of their time, normally.”
    The boys paused their game.
    “You mean not out in a field sword fighting?” she asked.
    They laughed, “You were not supposed to see that. That is the other thing we like to do.” John said.
    Uncertain, she stumbled on her words, “Wh…which one was murdered?”
    “Murdered!” John repeated, amused. “Sounds violent.”
    “It was him.” Martin pointed to John, “And I do not think the term murder applies.”
    “Martin usually loses.” I chimed in.
    “You will have to catch our re-match. It was my off day,” John sulked.
    “I have a question,” Kasey began.
    “Ask away,” I said.
    “Why did he pretend to be dead?”
    “When we get stabbed through the heart by a blade our bodies are immobilized.  Our spirits stay trapped in our bodies until the sword is out. Only when the blade pierces through our hearts do we lay dormant otherwise the blade does not affect us. Our bodies instantly heal back to normal,” Martin answered.
    “That is how I knew. I was dormant but still aware within my body. I saw you approach me and could do nothing. Martin left me there to get some water…”
    “Hey, you did the same thing to me last week. At least I didn’t wait ten minutes to pull it out.” Martin shoved his brother’s shoulder.
    John continued ignoring him, “As soon as he returned and pulled the sword from my chest we came to find you.” John shook his head.
    “It is our only weakness, we cannot die or get hurt, but we can be trapped until we are freed.” I let her know.
    “Do you feel any pain?”