Chapter NineIt took me a few days, watching his aura every time it flickered in and out of range, at other people in the streets, at work, in the market, but I finally saw what Diggy had wanted me to. Whenever his aura flickered into range, I focused on it. It had me eating a few punches I could have blocked, but the result was worth it.
It wasn't much, barely something at all, just a faint shimmer, or more a tiny silvery sheen in the inner line of the aura that appeared and disappeared in a blink. As if the light hit at a certain angle and reflected in a particular way. Later I'd be told for that tiny reflection to show in the aura of a rejected, that person had either to be under extreme stress or do it on purpose. Since Diggy's wealth of energy seemed bottomless, I assumed he'd taken p
