“So yes, I do believe part of what he says is true. He is only trying to find out what really happened. And I can’t deny that I also want to know the truth. I know—, no,” I revised—“I can feel that this is my destiny, to help Magdalena. To put this war between Shadow and Light behind us. Shadow and Light can make it work; because of you and Dad proved that. I know there is a gray area; I’m proof of that. I’m not one or the other, Mom. I choose which one to be. Or maybe I’m both. Even if my dark sand comes, the gold will still show. There is a gray area. And if there is a gray area, there must be a secret. I need to know what that is.”
Perhaps part of what I said finally got through to my mother; she was very open to whatever Sylvia suggested after our talk.
I knew she believed me, believ
