All the ego I’d been feeling a moment ago deflates in an instant. Their garden is ruined. The half nearest to me looks like it was blasted with hurricane winds. Her tomato trellises are snapped in two. Sunflowers uprooted. Leaves that were lush and green are now brown and withered.
For every action…
It breaks my heart. All the hours she spends nursing her garden to life. I have no way to make it right. How could I be so controlled around Nathaniel only to become a landmine on my own?
I run into the house to check on Ginger. I let out a sigh of relief when I find him totally fine.
He’s okay.
But I’m not.
This is the cost of my powers. Maybe Grandma Sue understood this all along. Somebody would find out. It wasn’t just that others wouldn’t be safe, it was thatImay never be safe.
