We didn't share a goodbye kiss when we left the house.
It's not like we fought.
But we needed to digest the conversation we just had. I needed it.
Uncle Azzie was waiting for me at the portal exit, impatiently tapping at his watch.
"Sorry, Uncle Azzie," I said. "Since we didn't set a time…"
He waved away my explanations dismissively.
"It's OK," he said. "I should have told you the exact time. Let's go."
And we headed to the basement, to the room where the energy stream surfaced.
I thought about what Marty just told me.
"Uncle Azzie…" I said, my thoughts trailing.
"Yes, Amy?" he asked, seriously but not dismissive.
"Marty just told me that magic… binds a family together," I said.
"That's true," Uncle Azzie nodded.
"If that is the case, why was my father… Mahalat… able to do tho
