I wiped the tears from my face, in shock. “What are you saying?”
“I’m saying that a part of the first child’s being was transferred into the orphaned child,” he paused. “I know...it seemed impossible to me at first, too. I thought it could be a coincidence. I thought perhaps a virus could have been transmitted, but it wasn’t. It was something intangible, but real. I was ready to believe anything except the one answer I had hoped for until the priest told me to look at the orphan’s eyes, and I swear to you, they’d changed. They were the eyes of his son, one brown, and one an opaque amethyst. It’s been said that the eyes are the ‘windows to the soul’, right? Isn’t that the common belief? The priest said that was the key. We both knew what I was looking for. And he was satisfies knowing his
