Chapter 24Wimahl offered me a handkerchief. He and Gabe helped me sit up. I wiped my face and fingered the damp square of folded cloth. All the stuff bouncing in my head seemed too stupid to say out loud, so I said nothing.
“Let’s talk a little bit about how you’re going to use your magic to not get Gabriel killed.” Wimahl patted my knee. His touch through my jeans reminded me of a cool drink on a warm summer day. “If we had plenty of time, I’d give you some exercises to work on and ask you to come back tomorrow, and the next day, and keep coming back until you feel competent. Since we can’t do that right now, and you need some basics, I’m going to do what I can and ask you to come back when you have a chance.”
I nodded and wiped my nose again. “Will any of it hurt?”
He c****d his head
