Our family is odd. That’s putting it lightly. To be honest, we would have been burned at the stake had we been alive a couple hundred years ago. We don’t have magical powers or anything, but we are a little more connected to the world around us than the regular person. I have a special affinity for plants, Adis has a hyper empathy, although the compassion side of that seems to be missing. My mom had that too, but she managed to keep her compassion. I think that’s what killed her in the end. She cared a little too much for the wrong people.
But then there’s Margorie. She seems to live in a different world. I don’t quite understand her, but she seems more connected than the rest of us. And I’m not sure she’s handling it.
Now back to my panic attack. I started to rage at Adis. “Did you know about this earlier? When did you sense something was wrong? WHERE IS SHE?”
“Calm DOWN, Merele! You freaking out isn’t helping anyone, especially me. You KNOW that!”
Ok, deep breath. “I need a cigarette”, I said shakily and rushed to the living room to pick up my pack.
“You really need to stop sucking on those nasty things.”
“Stop judging me and start helping find Margorie!" I was on the verge of a complete meltdown and I know she could sense it. She was just being cruel, I thought. I stood in the living room trying to calm down with my plant based chemicals when my eyes lighted on the cocoon. Brian. “Brian!” I voiced my thought
“What? Who? Oh, that…thing” Adis said with distaste as she followed my eyes. “What does he have to do with it?”
“I wonder…” I approached the cocoon.
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