s*t*a*r*s 10 - pt 176
s*t*a*r*s/J*A*D*E*S
Trystin throws the ball at Abby and she catches it, they toss it back and forth on the huge lawn of Haven Island. It is winter break, and the days are cooler, but perfect for playing outside. Abby tries to play with Trystin at least a few afternoons a week. They play soccer, basketball, and Frisbee , to get him outside and having fun. "So there are other ones like me, right Abs?" he asks. He is still 13 years old in appearance, but his learning curve is deep and he loves to learn.
"Yup, at least one other one, your half- sister, Remmiah. But we don't know where she is, bud." Abby wings the ball hard, using the air around the ball to propel it faster and harder.
Trystin catches it in his gloved hand and grimaces. "Ouch!" He shakes his hand out and then looks at Abby. "Will I be able to do what you do?"
"I don't know. We don't know what you'll be able to do, Trystin. I think in time you'll start to know what you can and can't do. Mom can heal, I can change things. Dathan can't do anything he's just – well, lives forever."
Trystin flings the ball at her and Abby catches it. "I don't know if I want to live forever, Abs. That's scary."
Abby kneels and waves her arms for him to come to her. He walks to her, head down, his hair still long and curls at his ears. It's darkened slightly, giving it a reddish sheen and his eyes are the same hazel as Abby's. She wraps her arms around him and sits on the ground. "Listen. You don't have to think about that now. You just grow up, okay? When you're in your twenties, well, after being around for twenty years or so, you'll have more knowledge and you'll deal with it, okay?"
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