Chapter 39

In the days before our meeting at the temple, Gus let me practice my magic on him. We were even able to do it in the open, on the cool floor of the cellar, which Hal had opened for me since another late season heat wave was passing through and it was time for him to recheck the stores. It was much more difficult than breaking a bone to take something that was in the body and move it somewhere else. 'Healing' came instinctively to me, since my body knew how it was suppose to be. But moving pigment around from where it had been left, well, my body didn't do that naturally, so I didn't know how to manipulate the energy to make someone else's body do it naturally.

It was especially hard since Gus had so little pigment to begin with, and something else entirely that I couldn't recognized colored his metallic hair.

He didn't understand why I found that so cool.