Odelia brushed a thumb over Atlanta’s ring, and the stone glinted dully under the sunlight. It was perfect weather for a great family union, and it was the day Odelia would drive Atlanta to her first meeting with Ronald’s parents. Although it was a happy occasion, I was wary of their reaction. Would they find something strange about her?
“Your father is an admirable man,” Odelia commented as she examined the ring. “I’m impressed he could make a ring out of these valuable quartz stones, but I appreciate his generosity to give one to Atlanta.”
“It works, too!” Atlanta said gleefully. She grabbed my hand and pressed it between her palms. Odelia tensed when Atlanta shut her eyes. Her hands began to warm against my skin, but other than the warmth, I felt no pull or weariness. The stone glowed
