The silence settled around us as Carl mourned over his daughter. “But we aren’t for sure…” I waited, hoping someone would say something, anything. But my mom and Carl stayed quiet.
“Amy.” My mom started.
“Can we delay her learning somehow?” I tried to think of any other solution that didn’t leave a little girl without her father.
“No.” Carl’s voice was soft. “If I even try, then the universe kicks in and we have a shaman that doesn’t know their full potential.” He finally looked up from his daughter. “Ainsley…I hate to ask this of you.”
“You don’t have to ask.” She leaned down and kissed his cheek.
“I need to know how long…” I pushed.
“Why?” Carl looked at me.
“Because.” I walked away and came back. My skin was itching to tell them to leave now. Something was screaming at me to
