“You want me to put you in a force field?” Lizzie asked, swallowing hard.
Her father nodded and braced himself.
“Just pretend like I’m coming toward you, and you need to defend yourself from me,” he told her.
Lizzie nodded and concentrated, pointing her finger toward her father. Nothing happened.
Frowning, Lizzie tried again, pushing her finger toward her father. Once more, nothing.
Looking at her father, she said, “I don’t know why it’s not working. This is what I did in the corn maze!”
Her father relaxed his stance and stroked his chin as he thought.
“I wonder if your heightened emotional state at the time was responsible for it,” he said. “Perhaps you felt as if you were in danger and reacted accordingly.”
Lizzie nodded and said, “I was pretty agitated at the though
