That night, I lay on my bed in my room, still in my day clothes. I was exhausted because I’d spent the afternoon after I came home playing with my baby brother, Ronny. Though he still hadn’t manifested any powers yet, he was definitely walking by now and walking fast. Even though I was in pretty good shape myself, I had to admit he tired me out pretty quickly. It made me wonder how my parents, who were a lot older than me, kept up with him. I hoped I wasn’t that rambunctious when I was his age.
Regardless, it was nearly seven o’clock, about five minutes till. That meant that Professor Hernandez would be calling in soon for our nightly call about my condition. Which would mean telling him about the nightmare, the nightmare I had been deliberately hiding from him this whole summer.
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