Chapter 21Jack paced, hands clasped at the back of his head, elbows out to his sides. Distraught didn’t cover the way he looked. Brinley hovered nearby, too afraid to do or say anything, but someone needed to break the silence.
“Jack, there’s no need to panic.”
“No need?” Jack rounded on him, eyes blazing, but at least he stopped the back and forth and brought his hands down…though, he fisted them, looking for all the world as though he needed to punch something. “This is madness.”
Confused, Brinley asked, “What is?”
“The whole thing. Gifted people. Magic. The idea I’m one of them. Your…” With a quivering finger, Jack pointed to the door through which Matthias had left. “Whatever he is to you. He’s crazy. Must be. I’m not…” He searched for a word. “Special.”
“Oh, but you are, Jack, an
