Marcus approached his children, trembling. Ethan reached out his small hand toward him.
“Don’t be afraid, Dad,” the boy said with a maturity he shouldn’t have possessed. “Amelia is helping us understand who we are.”
The Origin of Everything
Marcus took his son’s hand and felt a strange warmth, like a gentle electric current running through his arm. Suddenly, images began to form in his mind. Memories that weren’t his own.
He saw his late wife, Elena, during the last months of her pregnancy. He remembered her mentioning strange dreams, visions of her children talking to her before they were born. He had thought it was just pregnancy hormones, but now…
“His wife had a gift,” Amelia explained, as if she could read his thoughts. “A gift she didn’t fully understand, but which she passed on to her children. She contacted me before she died.”
Marcus felt his legs give way. He slumped onto the children’s bed, trying to process all the information.
Did Elena know you?
“We’ve been studying families like yours for years, Mr. Holloway. Your wife knew that your children would need special help to develop their skills safely. She asked me to look after them when the time came.”
Emma stood up from her place in the circle and walked over to Marcus. With her small hands, she touched her father’s face.
“Mom talks to us in our dreams,” the little girl said with a serene smile. “She tells us that you love us even though we’re different.”
