“Ali, the night of the dance I couldn’t make it because I had a headache. You know that,” Alex said, still blinking the sleep from his eyes. He was tired, and I felt terrible for waking him up, but this was more important than he realized. I placed my hands on either of his shoulders, pulling him up to sit in front of me. My hands moved to hold each side of his face, locking his confused gaze to mine.
“Your dad told us my mom learned to use her powers in reverse, to worsen the injured. What if she worsened your headache so you would be forced to cancel?” Everything was suddenly becoming more clear in my mind, as if my scattered puzzle pieces were finally falling into place.
“But why would she do that?” His hands came up to cover mine. Pulling them down from his cheeks, he held them tig
