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He nods. “I guess we’ll see. ”
He walks to the edge of the porch and places his hands on the rail. I stand beside him. New snowflakes start falling, sifting down, specks of white shimmering on an otherwise dark night.
“That’s not all,” Henri says.
“I didn’t think it was. ”
He sighs. “You should have already developed telekinesis. It almost always comes with your first Legacy. Very rarely does it come after, and when it does, it’s never longer than a week later. ”
I look over at him. His eyes are full of concern, and creases of worry traverse the length of his forehead.
“Your Legacies come from Lorien. They always have. ”
“So what are you telling me?”
“I don’t know how much we can expect from here on out,” he says, and pauses. “Since we’re no longer on the planet, I don’t know if the rest of your Legacies will come at all. And if that is true, we have no hope of fighting the Mogadorians, much less defeating them. And if we can’t defeat them, we’ll never be able to go back. ”
I watch the snowfall, unable to decide whether I should be worried or relieved, relieved since perhaps that would bring an end to our moving and we could finally settle. Henri points at the stars.
“Right there,” he says. “Right there is where Lorien is. ”
Of course I know full well where Lorien is without having to be told. There is a certain pull, a certain way that my eyes always gravitate towards the spot where, billions of miles away, Lorien sits. I try to catch a snow-flake on the tip of my tongue, then close my eyes and breathe in the cold air. When I open them I turn around and look at Sarah through the window. She’s sitting with her legs beneath her, Bernie Kosar’s head still in her lap.
“Have you ever thought of just settling here, of saying to hell with Lorien and making a life here on Earth?” I ask Henri.
“We left when you were pretty young. I don’t imagine you remember much of it, do you?”
“Not really,” I say. “Bits and pieces come to me from time to time. Though I can’t necessarily say whether they are things I remember or things I’ve seen during our training. ”
“I don’t think you would feel that way if you could remember. ”
“But I don’t remember. Isn’t that the point?”
“Maybe,” he says. “But whether or not you want to go back doesn’t mean the Mogadorians are going to stop searching for you. And if we get careless and settle, you can be assured they’ll find us. And as soon as they do, they’ll kill us both. There’s no way to change that. No way. ”
I knows he’s right. Somehow, like Henri, I can sense that much, can feel it in the dead of night when the hairs on my arms stand at attention, when a slight shiver crawls up
my spine even though I’m not cold.
“Do you ever regret sticking with me for this long?”
“Regret it? Why do you think I would regret it?”
“Because there’s nothing for us to go back to. Your family is dead. So is mine. On Lorien there is only a life of rebuilding. If it wasn’t for me you could easily create an identity here and spend the rest of your days becoming a part of someplace. You could have friends, maybe even fall in love again. ”
Henri laughs. “I’m already in love. And I’ll continue to be until the day that I die. I don’t expect you to understand that. Lorien is different from Earth. ”
I sigh with exasperation. “But still, you could be a part of somewhere. ”
“I am a part of somewhere. I’m a part of Paradise, Ohio, right now, with you. ”
I shake my head. “You know what I mean, Henri. ”
“What is it that you think I’m missing?”
“A life. ”
“You are my life, kiddo. You and my memories are my only ties to the past. Without you I have nothing. That’s the truth. ”
Just then the door opens behind us. Bernie Kosar comes trotting out ahead of Sarah, who is standing in the doorway half in and half out.
“Are you two really going to make me watch this movie all by my lonesome?” she asks.
Henri smiles at her. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” he says.
After the movie Henri and I drive Sarah home. When we get there I walk her to her front door and we stand on the stoop smiling at each other. I kiss her good night, a lingering kiss while holding both her hands gently in mine.
“See you tomorrow,” she says, giving my hands a squeeze.
“Sweet dreams. ”
I walk back to the truck. Henri pulls out of Sarah’s driveway and steers towards home. I can’t help feeling a sense of fear while remembering Henri’s words the day he picked me up from my first full day of school: “Just keep in mind we might have to leave at a moment’s notice. ” He’s right, and I know it, but I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. Like I’m floating on air when we’re together, and I dread the times when we’re apart, like now, despite having just spent the last couple of hours with her. Sarah gives some purpose to our running, and hiding, a reason that transcends mere survival. A reason to win. And to know that I may be putting her life in danger by being with her—well, it terrifies me.
When we get back, Henri walks into his bedroom and comes out carrying the Chest. He drops it on the kitchen table.
“Really?” I ask.
He nods. “There’s something in here I’ve wanted to show you for years. ”
I can’t wait to see what else is in the chest. We pop the lock together and he lifts the lid in such a way that I can’t peer in. Henri removes a velvet bag, closes the Chest, and relocks it.
“These aren’t part of your Legacy, but the last time we opened the Chest I slipped them in because of the bad feeling I’ve been having. If the Mogadorians catch us, they’ll never be able to open this,” he says, and motions to the Chest.
