back. Some even waved and said “Hello.” I wondered if she knew the power she had.
Although I was certain her remark was meant as a joke, her words could not have been truer. I could never be angry with Sadie, much less hate her. Watching the reactions of everyone she met, I imagined no one else could either.
Our chatter faded to my subtle groans on the drive home. I let Sadie drive since it seemed she could consume copious amounts of food and not feel stuffed. I, on the other hand, never knew when to stop and left each visit to Mike’s in agony. This trip was no different.
Gwen Stefani sang of her love of others’ bathwater, strangely reminding me of my dream.
“So, I may have left out a bit of that dream I was talking about,” I said, curious what Sadie’s reaction would be. “The one where I saw you and Blaze.”
“I love hearing about dreams! Shoot!”
“There was this guy. I didn’t recognize him but I can’t get him out of my head.”
“I had a dream about a bear, you win,” she said as we both once again giggled like children.
I wondered if this was what life with Sadie would have been like? I had never disliked being an only child but a sister was like having a best friend that lived with you.
“He was so beautiful. It’s no wonder my mind keeps him around.”
“What’s he like? Details!”
“He just stood there. I wasn’t afraid of what was happening around me because all I saw was him.”
I became lost in the memory of the stranger’s eyes and how I longed to reach out to him. He mesmerized, enraptured, and fascinated me. My inner teenager launched into a barrage of cartwheels while on the outside I could manage nothing more than silent, unmoving wonder.
“That’s it!” she exclaimed, startling me. “That’s your magic! Your, I mean, our mom had magic journals and you have magic dreams.”
Sadie bobbed up and down in her seat like she had just won the lottery and could afford to save the planet, or something Sadie-like. Her reaction was similar to the one I had expected Kate to have, minus the planet saving. Aunt Leah seemed calm, I was skeptical, and Kate was traumatized. Yet, Sadie stood alone with her optimistic jubilation. Thank heavens, because without Sadie I might have been comatose on the side of the road or curled up in the corner of my living room.
“What kind of power is a dream? Everyone has dreams.”
“Yes, but not everyone dreams of people they don’t know exist and then has them turn out to be relatives. Maybe the guy you see is a relative too.”
“God I hope not. I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to have romantic thoughts about your cousin.”
“I will be the first to confess this is all very surreal. But you gotta admit it is intriguing.”
“But let’s say you’re right and this is some ability of mine, I thought the point of separating us was to keep our magic hidden. My dreams started before you got here and Blaze hasn’t even showed up yet. How is that possible?”
I could almost hear the wheels inside of her head spinning at an accelerated rate. I recognized the process quite well. Her expressions rotated between puzzled and hopeful and something resembling distress.
Is she searching for an answer or just a happy one?
“Aunt Leah said a person’s true magical nature cannot be suppressed,” I said, reasoning out loud.
“No one took your power,” Sadie added. “They just dimmed it a bit. Like you said, true power cannot be suppressed. Maybe your power has nothing to do with us. Maybe we don’t have any.”
“Or maybe this is insane.”
“That too.”
Maybe she was right, as far as solutions go that was about the best we could expect considering the circumstances. Mom’s abilities were taken from her when she came here but she never lost her genetic enchantment. Ours were never taken, just hidden.
“Wait,” Sadie blurted. “If you think technically, you spent time with both me and Blaze.”
“Blaze was around while Mom
Although I was certain her remark was meant as a joke, her words could not have been truer. I could never be angry with Sadie, much less hate her. Watching the reactions of everyone she met, I imagined no one else could either.
Our chatter faded to my subtle groans on the drive home. I let Sadie drive since it seemed she could consume copious amounts of food and not feel stuffed. I, on the other hand, never knew when to stop and left each visit to Mike’s in agony. This trip was no different.
Gwen Stefani sang of her love of others’ bathwater, strangely reminding me of my dream.
“So, I may have left out a bit of that dream I was talking about,” I said, curious what Sadie’s reaction would be. “The one where I saw you and Blaze.”
“I love hearing about dreams! Shoot!”
“There was this guy. I didn’t recognize him but I can’t get him out of my head.”
“I had a dream about a bear, you win,” she said as we both once again giggled like children.
I wondered if this was what life with Sadie would have been like? I had never disliked being an only child but a sister was like having a best friend that lived with you.
“He was so beautiful. It’s no wonder my mind keeps him around.”
“What’s he like? Details!”
“He just stood there. I wasn’t afraid of what was happening around me because all I saw was him.”
I became lost in the memory of the stranger’s eyes and how I longed to reach out to him. He mesmerized, enraptured, and fascinated me. My inner teenager launched into a barrage of cartwheels while on the outside I could manage nothing more than silent, unmoving wonder.
“That’s it!” she exclaimed, startling me. “That’s your magic! Your, I mean, our mom had magic journals and you have magic dreams.”
Sadie bobbed up and down in her seat like she had just won the lottery and could afford to save the planet, or something Sadie-like. Her reaction was similar to the one I had expected Kate to have, minus the planet saving. Aunt Leah seemed calm, I was skeptical, and Kate was traumatized. Yet, Sadie stood alone with her optimistic jubilation. Thank heavens, because without Sadie I might have been comatose on the side of the road or curled up in the corner of my living room.
“What kind of power is a dream? Everyone has dreams.”
“Yes, but not everyone dreams of people they don’t know exist and then has them turn out to be relatives. Maybe the guy you see is a relative too.”
“God I hope not. I’m pretty sure it’s illegal to have romantic thoughts about your cousin.”
“I will be the first to confess this is all very surreal. But you gotta admit it is intriguing.”
“But let’s say you’re right and this is some ability of mine, I thought the point of separating us was to keep our magic hidden. My dreams started before you got here and Blaze hasn’t even showed up yet. How is that possible?”
I could almost hear the wheels inside of her head spinning at an accelerated rate. I recognized the process quite well. Her expressions rotated between puzzled and hopeful and something resembling distress.
Is she searching for an answer or just a happy one?
“Aunt Leah said a person’s true magical nature cannot be suppressed,” I said, reasoning out loud.
“No one took your power,” Sadie added. “They just dimmed it a bit. Like you said, true power cannot be suppressed. Maybe your power has nothing to do with us. Maybe we don’t have any.”
“Or maybe this is insane.”
“That too.”
Maybe she was right, as far as solutions go that was about the best we could expect considering the circumstances. Mom’s abilities were taken from her when she came here but she never lost her genetic enchantment. Ours were never taken, just hidden.
“Wait,” Sadie blurted. “If you think technically, you spent time with both me and Blaze.”
“Blaze was around while Mom
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