"I felt bad when I saw him pouting. "Maybe, maybe not. Magic is kindatricky sometimes."His pout turned into half a smile. "That's true." So how'd the ...tory go?" Well, nobody can tell a story like Mrs. Fritter, so I ain't gonna trytelling it like she does. Basically, she told me a story about a boywho was swinging on this swing set on the day after Halloween. Shegave some name to that day, but I forget what it was now. Anyways,what happened is he'd kept on going higher and higher, until. ‘Michael, it is time for you to come home.’ Like an overload on an electrical circuit, Elisabeth’s touch blew the fuse that Michael had built between his conscious mind and the hurt and anger that he had managed to bury within his subconscious one. Without thinking, he slapped her hand away and pushed her back enough that he could move around her back into the openness of the room they were in. ‘Don’t touch me or talk to me about coming home. I have no home because of you.’ Michael spat angrily. More

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