~Karver~
I feel the odd woman behind me, her body heat bleeding onto me. Meena is looking between both of us, and I’m flat-out confused. What the hell does she mean that I’m a ball of magic? I didn’t even know that magic was real, so how could I be magic? Maybe this is some pick-up line that she uses. “What do you mean, Jazzy?”
“I mean this boy is literally covered in magic. It’s seeping out of his pores, he has so much in him. It isn’t new, but it’s there.” Still very confused, and I have a feeling that isn’t going to change any time soon.
“Do you think….I mean he doesn’t…..” Meena takes a breath. “He doesn’t know what he is and he doesn’t remember much of his past. Do you think that might be why?” I don’t know what that Jazzy girl is doing, but Meena has a lot of emotions passing thr
