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toying with the idea of boarding too; it would be like a sleepover with Emily every night, but I haven’t suggested it to Sara or Stuart because I’m not sure if it’s what I really want to do.
    I made a big discovery recently, one I was not expecting. I was at Emily’s house for the weekend, we had decided to ride the horses right up and over the hills when Emily fell off and she fell hard. She was crying and couldn’t move, her legs appeared to be paralyzed. I think Emily was crying because she thought she had broken her neck and her back or at least a couple of vertebras, I mean why else couldn’t she move her legs? I got off my horse and went to her side and knelt down next to her lifting her head slightly, resting it on my knees and stroked her hair off her face. I told her to relax and try and calm down when I noticed a strong warmth in the palm of my hands, almost a burn, like an intensive heat. Worried Emily might feel the heat and think I was a freak I placed my hands under her head so they were out of view. I didn’t know what was happening and didn’t know what to do. After a short time, maybe a minute or two, Emily began to move her legs and screamed out, “I haven’t broken anything, I’m not paralyzed.” She laughed, then laughed and cried at the same time, as if she were laughing at how scared she had been for nothing. Emily didn’t want to ride back to the stables, so we walked the horses back to the barns. All the while I thought about my hands and what the intense heat might mean.
    A couple of weeks after that, little Joey Olsen – not so little at ten – who lives across the road, climbed the large tree out the front of his house. I’d seen him do it a million times. I was talking to Stuart who was washing the car. I can’t really remember what we were talking about when Joey fell out of the tree and cried out. I ran across the road and when I got to him I noticed his arm was broken, really broken. The bone had snapped and made his arm look like it had doubled back on itself. I told him not to look at his arm while Stuart knocked on Joey’s front door to tell his parents what had happened. I lent down and took Joey’s hand in mine, as a way of comforting him. My hand began to grow powerfully warm, in the same peculiar way as had happened at Emily’s place. I dropped Joey’s hand worried he could also feel the heat, but he couldn’t because he asked me to take his hand again as it made him feel good. I took his hand and asked, “Joey is it too hot for you?”
    “Hot? What’s hot?”
    “My hand.”
    “No I can’t feel that it is too hot, but I like you holding my hand.” He smiled as if he had just been given some drugs to ease the pain.
    I continued to hold his hand as I waited for Joey’s mum to come out and take her son to hospital. I stroked his brow and told Joey it was all going to be fine.
    “Joey, what happened? Are you all right?” Joey’s mum hollered as she ran over to his side. “Thank you, Holly. You’re a sweet girl.”
    “No, it’s nothing,” I said releasing my grasp from Joey and getting up so that his mother could take my place. I shook my hands as if to shake off the heat. They cooled down almost immediately.
    “I’m fine, Mum.” Joey said.
    “So why are you lying on the ground then?”
    “I fell out of the tree, but I’m fine. Look,” he said getting up off the grass. He stood up in front of us all and straightened himself. “See, all fine.”
    “Good,” Joey’s mum said. “Now, Mister, I do not want to see you climbing that tree again. OK?” she said pulling him into an embrace.
    “Yes, Mum.”
    Sure enough Joey was perfectly fine, I was certain his arm had been broken. which led me to question if I had some kind of special ability.
    “Thanks, Holly,” Joey said giving me a hug.
    “It was nothing. I just kept you company.”
    Joey looked at me as if he knew something, but he wasn’t going to say anything. Had I actually healed him? Is