Hyllis Family Story 1: Telekinetic by Laurence E Dahners Page B

you can do that?”
    “Yeah. I moved a copper for him on the bar.”
    “That man, sometimes I swear…” She grinned, starting to turn pieces of chicken on the grill and shaking her head. “I suppose he wanted it to be a surprise,” she mused. She turned the last piece of chicken, then turned and threw her arms around Tarc, squeezing him hard. “Oh Tarc, that’s wonderful! Being able to sense the insides of people and move things will let you do so many more things to help your patients!”
    Feeling his mother’s pride in him lifted Tarc’s spirits immeasurably. Then his thoughts stumbled, “Wait, Dad can sense things. He told me… he knows where the sun is, and can tell where people are!”
    “Yeah, we both can tell where warm things are. But only I can feel inside of things, and only he can move things.” She lifted an eyebrow at him as she turned to stir the soup again. “Feeling the insides of people to know what’s wrong with them is tremendously useful for a healer. I’ve always wished I could move things inside them too. Then I could poke at the different parts to tell which structures were really hurting. That would be… incredibly helpful for making a better diagnosis.”
    Tarc tilted his head, “Can’t you just ask dad to move things for you?”
    She shrugged, “I can ask him, but he can only really push on things he can see. Since he can’t see inside of people, he can’t push on the right things to be helpful.” She shrugged again, “Even if I could get him to tug on things he couldn’t see, he’d still have to tug on them hard enough for me to feel them move so that I would know what he was actually tugging on.”
    “ Why wouldn’t that work?”
    “We’ve tried. It would be really hard with a real patient because we couldn’t talk back and forth in front of them about what we were trying to do. But, I’ve had him try moving things inside me or inside animal carcasses. The amount of force you guys can exert is so little that it’s hard to tell for sure what it is that you’re wiggling.”
    “Really?” Tarc asked with surprise.
    “Yeah…” she frowned, “Wait, how hard can you push on things?”
    Tarc shrugged, then reached out with his ghost and pushed her index finger to one side.
    Eva let out a startled squeak, and stared at Tarc with wide eyes. “Oh my God! Tarc that’s amazing… and wonderful! We’re going to be able to do so much more for people!” Her eyes turned towards the great room and she frowned, “Did you push that hard on Denny’s bladder? ‘Cause, if you tugged that hard, maybe anyone would have felt like they had to pee.”
    “No, I barely tugged at all. It sure affected her though.” He reached down with his ghost and tugged on his own bladder. He could feel something happen, but it wasn’t painful. It didn’t even make him feel like he had to pee, and his bladder was a lot fuller than Denny’s had been. “A lot more than it affects me when I tug on my bladder the same amount,” he said to his mother.
    “Tug on mine the same amount then,” his mother said.
    Tarc’s eyes widened, something just seemed wrong about fooling with his mother’s… whatever. Stuff down there, he thought.
    His mother rolled her eyes, “Come on Tarc, if you’re going to be a healer you’re going to have to stop being so squeamish!”
    Tarc reached out with his ghost, found his mother’s bladder which certainly had a lot more urine in it than Denny’s, and gave it a little tug.
    A small crease formed between his mother’s eyebrows and she said, “That’s all the harder you tugged on Denny’s bladder?”
    He nodded.
    “Well then, her bladder’s certainly very irritable.” She turned back to the grill and moved some things around , then stirred the big pot. “It would be better if you could get her to pee in the cup, but I’ll bet she doesn’t have any left. Then we would smell it to see if it has a bad odor, and look at it to see if it’s cloudy. Both