Josie raised her face to the chilly breeze. She wished it could freeze her heart so that she couldn’t feel the pain radiating through her. Of course, if it did, she’d just melt it. Bending, she picked up a rock and rolled it between her fingers.
The sound of footsteps drew her attention back toward the gym. A dark scowl crossed her face when she saw her dad walking toward her. He slowed and stared back at her with a wary expression, his gaze flickering from her face to her hand.
Josie glanced down and grimaced when she saw that the rock in her hand glowed a bright red. Drawing in a deep breath, she focused on the flames until they went out. Her lips pinched in distrust when he kept walking toward her.
“I wouldn’t, old man,” she warned.
Beau’s lips pursed together in irritation. “I want
