Madalyn
Standing here, with Wyatt's hands in mine, I do as he instructs me to do. Feeling the warmth begin to swim within me as my hands rest in his.
"Okay, Maddy. Now concentrate on your brother. Close your eyes and picture his face, think of his name, memories you have of him, anything that will make you think solely of him and no one else." Wyatt tells me, almost in a whisper.
I do as he says. Closing my eyes and thinking of Sebastian. Images of him race through my mind. I feel a slight tingle begin at my fingertips and in my hands where Wyatt's hands touch mine. Memory after memory spark like wildfire. Where one ends, another begins. I can actually see them behind my closed eyes, as if they're being played before me like a movie. Wyatt's grip gets tighter and then the warm
