"Well, that is something I haven't seen in a long time," my Grandmother said, tears springing to her eyes. She looked so sad and lost in a long-ago memory, and my heart broke looking at her.
"Grandma, are you okay?" I asked, lowering my hands, and the light disappeared as I did.
"Your father... your birth father... he could do the same thing. Alaric was such a good, kind, and loving boy. He brought out the best in everyone around him. We used to say he had a light within that brought balance to anything and anyone. When he got sick, that was the one power he still had - being able to generate light like that. Alaric illuminated the darkness, literally and figuratively," my Grandmother said softly.
"I didn't mean to upset you, Grandma. I'm so sorry," I said in a quiet voice.
"No, my sw
