Seventy-four:
Gretel
“Do you have to do this?” I asked.
My mother, who looked like she had stepped out of a fierce battle, gave me a withering glare. “He’s your father. You cannot keep him trapped in that charm.”
I sighed, and took the necklace off that I had trapped my father in. “I don’t know how to change him back. My powers don’t work like that. I can make people see things.”
“Lucky for you, I know what your worst nightmare is,” said Emma.
“How?” I tilted my head to the side. “You didn’t even know I existed.”
“You wanted to be part of a family? You’re going to be part of a family,” said Emma, “and it’s not too late for you to be grounded.”
I sighed. “You don’t happen to fear stone, do yo
