Wren wrapped her arms around herself tightly and tried to contain her excitement. This… was power.
She walked out of the park and headed back toward home in a bit of a daze. She kept herself aware of her surroundings but her mind was a whirl of wonderment. She could feel people’s emotions, influence their actions, know their secrets and lies and motives… She stopped.
She could find out exactly why he’d disappeared on her. It was so obvious. The thought was awful and irresistible at once. It had been days since his last communication with her and it looked like he wasn’t going to offer an explanation. If she wanted to know why he’d cut off ties she’d have to force the issue. The truth, no matter what, was going to hurt. He had chosen not to be with her. Did she really want to know why? She had to decide.
She was nearly home, crossing the bridge, when she saw the envelope balanced neatly on the round topmost railing. It waited, crisp and white, as if it weren’t entirely out of place where it was in the dark and cold. She knew it was meant for her, of course, but approached it slowly anyhow. She wrapped her arms around herself and leaned over it to see her name there in the now-familiar handwriting. Without touching it she flung her awareness outward as quickly as she could, trying to catch a sense of anyone focused on her.
There was nothing directed at her but she was unprepared for the breadth of her ability. Thousands of minds and thoughts roared out and she blocked them as quickly as she could. It took a frantic few seconds to do, so far had she inadvertently reached. She had to brace herself against the railing, shock making her falter forward. She looked down at the envelope and watched as it tilted, then slid with a whispering scrape over the back curve of the railing.
Wren instinctively tried to grab it, leaning down over the railing and reaching futilely for it as it went. She saw its gleaming whiteness dropping away from her and felt the strain of her muscles as her fingers clutched for its nearest corner, missing by millimeters. NO, her mind shouted, and suddenly the envelope was in her hand, striking the webbing between her finger and thumb hard. Her fingers closed on its sleek shape and she sagged against the railing, staring at the object in her hand in disbelief.
She eased back around and slid down to sit on the gritty sidewalk. She wasn’t sure if what she thought had taken place just then had truly happened. It was so fast; maybe she imagined it had leapt back into her hand? No. She had felt it slam with force against her flesh like it had been pulled back with some irresistible power. Telekinesis. The word floated up and she acknowledged it, along with the fact that she shouldn’t be so terribly surprised.
Still sitting on the sidewalk she opened the envelope and read the contents in the dim light of the streetlights.
“I told you it would be fun.”
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