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“So why do you want me to tell you about it instead of your Mom?” I ask Andrew as we sit at the foot of a tree. Seth put a bench out here, along with a container to keep towels. He worries about the water, though I think Mom would have already died if it were harmful.
Andrew shrugs. He won’t look at me. “Could you hear Joseph’s thoughts in the memory?”
I nod. “I did.”
He sighs. “Mom did that. She somehow read his thoughts through Grandma Cora’s memory. She’s upset about it. If she tells me about what she saw, she’ll probably cry a lot.”
I nearly chuckle. Molly has always been a bit of an emotional mess. He doesn’t remember what she was like before she finally unlocked her magic. The girl would well up in tears at the drop of a hat. But she’s always been easy to un
