Milo
“All right,” I tell Lyra. “Focus on your hunger.”
“I don’t know how to do that,” she says.
She really is starting from ground zero here. I try to remember how my coven taught me these things, back when I was still learning.
“Start by closing your eyes,” I suggest. “Then focus on the place in your body that feels uncomfortable. If you’re not sure, start with places that are comfortable. Your hunger isn’t in your hands.”
She giggles.
“No,” she agrees. She lies back on her back and rests a hand on her stomach. “Here.”
“Okay,” I say. “You’re going to try to put that part of your body to sleep.”
“How can I put a part of my body to sleep?” she asks.
“You do it all the time,” I remind her. “Don’t you put your brain to sleep?”
“I guess. I don’t really know how I do that. It just…hap
