14
After a couple of days of training in telekinesis, shielding my mind, memory mining, and some more mistakes where I’d smashed things, I was summoned to visit my father.
I’d seen him briefly and spent some time with my mother in between everything else, but I was still nervous.
My mind was busy as I headed to their cave. As I walked along the sandy path toward a corner made of rock, I could hear voices up ahead. I caught a few words of the conversation and stopped in my tracks.
“… out of control. How can we follow her?”
“She has changed since returning to the village. She is like a totally different person in Sifayah’s skin.”
“She even talks differently. No one in the village talks that way. And some of the words are so foreign.”
“Maybe she is one of the Jungle People now.”
“Or w
