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wind blew through their branches.
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AJ was beginning to understand exactly why
Max moved out to a more calming atmosphere years ago. While his friend still
made trips into the city, being able to relax and recuperate in the country
seemed like a wise idea.
A part of AJ felt like he was turning his
back on the world, wasting his talents by settling in a town like Lee. His
talents weren’t something he asked for though, and that was what he struggled
with. He was born different and didn’t know how different until he was becoming
an adult. The world had changed for him in many ways in such a short period of
time that he felt lost in a way that he feared he might never find his way out
of.
It wasn’t something he particularly wanted
either. He had done a great deal of good in the past few years and he wanted a
break. He ached to be normal again, even if only for awhile. He struggled with
not knowing much more about his gift than Max had shared with him over the
previous few years and those were merely bits and pieces of a legend handed
down over generations. His mother hadn’t had the gift as far as he knew. AJ
figured maybe she had given up the gift when she fell in love – as that’s how
Max had explained it to him. After speaking to Gram earlier in the week, he was
now sure that’s what had happened.
His uncle had died when AJ was just a little
boy after they were both in a car accident that neither should have survived. It
was soon after meeting Max that he realized his uncle probably healed him and
lost his own life doing it and AJ lived with the guilt of that loss as well. It
was months before he could even look at himself in the mirror after that.
Combined with having lost his mom and having not been able to save her, he had
set out to hide behind his gift so that maybe something he did would make him
feel better.
As he pulled up the dusty drive after nearly
two hours on the road, AJ could already feel Max’s presence growing stronger.
He liked being able to sense other Healers. When he had run into others out in
the world he also felt a sense of ease, even though Max was the only one he had
ever communicated with.
There
remained a sense of security in knowing that others were going through the same
experience and were out there amongst the crowds, feeling exactly as he was.
They would pass each other as strangers and
with a knowing glance continue on their respective ways. Sometimes words would
be exchanged through their minds and although AJ found that often such a weird
feeling, he also found comfort in this hidden talk. While he longed to make
friendships with them he knew what the unspoken agreement was – they had to
spread themselves out to help others. Being clustered together in a group would
only serve to benefit them and not the greater good of the world.
He heard Max’s music before he saw his friend
and teacher rounding the curve of the driveway up to the door of the old,
wooden house. It wasn’t much to look at, yet then again, it was all that a
house should be - a warm place that served as shelter; a place to gather and
eat and sit with friends. AJ never needed décor and color palettes to enjoy the
time he spent with friends and Max was the same.
“Hey Max!” AJ nearly shouted, bounding out of
the car and wrapping his friend in a bear hug. They patted each other’s backs,
smiling from ear to ear. Max was starting to look older, nearly into his 40s,
and the gray hairs speckling his hairline gave it away. AJ still found it
exacerbating that even though Max finally looked to be 50, the man had
discovered his gift at 20 making him nearly 170 years old in human years.
“How
you doing, old man?” he joked, giving Max a few playful punches.
“Who are you calling old?” Max asked,
laughing. “I look damn good for being nearly 200.”
“I guess I’ll know how that feels in
**************************************************
AJ was beginning to understand exactly why
Max moved out to a more calming atmosphere years ago. While his friend still
made trips into the city, being able to relax and recuperate in the country
seemed like a wise idea.
A part of AJ felt like he was turning his
back on the world, wasting his talents by settling in a town like Lee. His
talents weren’t something he asked for though, and that was what he struggled
with. He was born different and didn’t know how different until he was becoming
an adult. The world had changed for him in many ways in such a short period of
time that he felt lost in a way that he feared he might never find his way out
of.
It wasn’t something he particularly wanted
either. He had done a great deal of good in the past few years and he wanted a
break. He ached to be normal again, even if only for awhile. He struggled with
not knowing much more about his gift than Max had shared with him over the
previous few years and those were merely bits and pieces of a legend handed
down over generations. His mother hadn’t had the gift as far as he knew. AJ
figured maybe she had given up the gift when she fell in love – as that’s how
Max had explained it to him. After speaking to Gram earlier in the week, he was
now sure that’s what had happened.
His uncle had died when AJ was just a little
boy after they were both in a car accident that neither should have survived. It
was soon after meeting Max that he realized his uncle probably healed him and
lost his own life doing it and AJ lived with the guilt of that loss as well. It
was months before he could even look at himself in the mirror after that.
Combined with having lost his mom and having not been able to save her, he had
set out to hide behind his gift so that maybe something he did would make him
feel better.
As he pulled up the dusty drive after nearly
two hours on the road, AJ could already feel Max’s presence growing stronger.
He liked being able to sense other Healers. When he had run into others out in
the world he also felt a sense of ease, even though Max was the only one he had
ever communicated with.
There
remained a sense of security in knowing that others were going through the same
experience and were out there amongst the crowds, feeling exactly as he was.
They would pass each other as strangers and
with a knowing glance continue on their respective ways. Sometimes words would
be exchanged through their minds and although AJ found that often such a weird
feeling, he also found comfort in this hidden talk. While he longed to make
friendships with them he knew what the unspoken agreement was – they had to
spread themselves out to help others. Being clustered together in a group would
only serve to benefit them and not the greater good of the world.
He heard Max’s music before he saw his friend
and teacher rounding the curve of the driveway up to the door of the old,
wooden house. It wasn’t much to look at, yet then again, it was all that a
house should be - a warm place that served as shelter; a place to gather and
eat and sit with friends. AJ never needed décor and color palettes to enjoy the
time he spent with friends and Max was the same.
“Hey Max!” AJ nearly shouted, bounding out of
the car and wrapping his friend in a bear hug. They patted each other’s backs,
smiling from ear to ear. Max was starting to look older, nearly into his 40s,
and the gray hairs speckling his hairline gave it away. AJ still found it
exacerbating that even though Max finally looked to be 50, the man had
discovered his gift at 20 making him nearly 170 years old in human years.
“How
you doing, old man?” he joked, giving Max a few playful punches.
“Who are you calling old?” Max asked,
laughing. “I look damn good for being nearly 200.”
“I guess I’ll know how that feels in
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