Delilah's POV
"I do understand, Mrs. Knight," I pause and turn around to look at her,"but what I don't get is why I am the only one taking this class"
She doesn't say anything. She thinks for a second before smiling at me.
"Your father asked us to help you, Delilah. And let us. He told us about the experiences you have had" Mrs. Knight says and I gulp an imaginary lump in my throat.
"My dad said that?" I asked her even though that was what she just said.
"Yes. He did. Only because," she pauses this time and she smiles once again before flicking her fingers.
The entire empty room is now lit with hundreds of candles. I look around in awe and then at Mrs. Knight. She is exactly like me! I can light candles with a finger flick as well. But I didn't do it with hundreds of candles an
