Chapter 54: I Can't Win

I struggle to lift my hand because I want to slap my uncle, this wraith. He is the cause of so much heartache and misery in my life. And I can't let him win.

I ball up my fists, my nails digging half-moons into my palms. In my mind, I picture Aunt Grace, my mom and dad. How the grief and sorrow of seeing them dead bruised me.

The leyline around us jerks.

"What...what are you doing?" My uncle looks around nervously.

Magic gathers and spins inside me like a cotton candy machine. Wrapping tighter and tighter with each fragment adding to the greater whole.

My rage heats me from the inside out. This monster stole so much from me. My past, my present and now he wants to rob me of my future. Not going to happen.

I stand on shaky legs, holding onto all the strength I have. Then I open my palms and jerk my arms up at my uncle. The magic whips out of me like a tsunami and crashes into him.