Chapter15

#Chapter15

My eyes shift to the window, examining the nearby trees and brush for any sign of Henry.

/"Don't worry yourself too much. Tell him and know that he can either accept this part of you or realize it is there and get on with life,/" my grandmother tells me.

I look back to her. /"What about my parents. What kind of reaction did they have?/"

/"They did not react, they had an instinct to protect you./"

/"But that's what I don't understand. What are they protecting me from?/"

She sighs and faces her neatly placed hands as they rest on her knee. /"The attack—/"

/"I know, I know, the attack. If it were only because of an attack, they would have brought me back after things settled down. Instead, they left me here and didn't tell me why./"

/"You were only eight years old, Evangeline. How could they have told you, explained all the reasons why you are safest he—/"