40-The High Witch: Ma'ul Hayat
"Wow...thank you for showing me that...Ma'ul Hayat..." Brooke was speechless. We had moved out to the courtyard as nightfall was setting in, I wanted to show Brooklyn just how much her parents loved her, and how special she was.
"You don't have to thank me for this...Brooklyn. It's your story and you deserve to know the truth of who you are..." I replied, running the tips of my index finger over her cheek. She hooked her arm around mine and rested her head on my shoulder, still in awe at what she just saw. It was amazing how comfortable she was with me in the short time she had come to know who I was.
"I know that's not why you did it though," she added "to show me how much they loved me...but thank you anyway."
"I did it because we need you to be strong
