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Chapter Three
The first thing I think to do is to confront my mother about what I have discovered. I know that she will probably deny it and say it is nonsense but I will know if she is lying or not. Its one of the things my mother has never been good at. Her eyes usually dart in many directions and she shrivels up her nose in anger when she is lying. I know this because every time I ask her how my father died she gives me the same nonchalant answer, "He was very sick" and her eyes usually dart in complete disorder.
She never goes into details about his death and at first I thought it was because it was too painful for her to bear but after ten years of asking, I realize it might just be because he was never sick.
Maybe I am just getting carried away. Maybe none of this is happening. Maybe I just want to believe these things to make my life make sense but for the last seventeen years, nothing has made sense to me. Not until now.
As I got up and put Mallow down on the ground, I turned towards the door. To my surprise, she stood at the back door with a look I had never seen on her face before. It was a look of deep sorrow.
"I knew sooner or later you would find out but I just didn't want to face facts," she says slowly, leaning against the door.
She has her hands folded in front of her and she looks down at the ground sadly. Her long beautiful blonde hair seems to golden in the sunlight and she looks like a Goddess in her white sundress that sways back and forth as the wind blows pugnaciously towards her.
"Find out what exactly," I ask her.
She just stares at me for a long time and for a minute, I think she is not going to answer me but then at last her lips start to form words.
"About your powers," she answers.
My eyes once again shoot up and I can't help but gasp. I never thought in a million years she would admit the truth to me or say it in such an easygoing tone. She suddenly stops leaning on the door and walks over to me. Putting her hands on my shoulders, she forces me to look her in her eyes and for the first time in years, I see tears in them.
"I've hid your true identity for way too long," she says in such a soft voice that I am in awe. "I've hid both of our identities for way too long but no more."
"What are you talking about," I ask her but she doesn't respond. Instead she just keeps looking down at the ground as if she has x-ray vision. She seems to stare holes into the ground and I look at her confused. I wait for her to respond but she still keeps concentrating on it, so I ask, "Am I some kind of witch?"
She looks up sharply at me and laughs. I did not expect that and I am once again taken aback. She shakes her head.
"No we are far from witches," she chuckles.
"So you have powers too," I ask her amazed. I wonder what kind of powers she has and why she has never used them.
"Yes but we cannot use our powers on earth as humans anymore. It is against the rules," she says.
"Rules set by whom?"
There is another long pause and she seems to be struggling on how to answer. I wait patiently and try to think of what else we could be besides witches. I know for certain we aren't vampires or at least I hope not or demons. I cringe at the thought. Finally, she takes a deep breath and goes on.
"Your father, Zeus," she retorts.
I search in her eyes for some type of playfulness but there is none. Her eyes just keep staring deeply at me. She is telling the truth and I am once again shocked to the core. I don't even know what to say to this.

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