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to check on her baby. A burst of light, something bright coming from her and an inhuman howl of pain.
    How many times had she shoved that night to the back of her mind insisting it was a nightmare? If she were honest with herself, she would say she knew she was different. Why should she start being honest now? Thoughts of her childhood followed her before she pushed them back, too.
    She opened the door and exited the SUV. She wanted to talk to Selma some more but it was opening wounds and memories best left in the closet.
    “Soon Aviana, you won’t be able to run.”
    She walked into the house, Selma’s words echoing in her ear. She would have to make a choice soon, or had she already made the choice when she told Rylan she wouldn’t run? Yes, the choice was made; she simply wasn’t ready to face up to it.
    She stopped to pick up Mckayla’s book bag that was hanging off a peg near the front door. Rifling through it, she picked up her homework sheets. Spelling words, trace her letters and a few math questions.
    “Kayla, you have homework.”
    “Aww Mom, can’t I watch cartoons first?”
    Aviana peeked her head into the large living room to find Mckayla and Vick sitting in front of the television watching their favorite superhero cartoon. It helped that the cartoon was all about a superhero youth just about their age.
    “You have until the cartoon goes off then homework.”
    “Thanks, Mom.”
    Aviana hid her grin as she walked up the stairs. She made a promise to herself when she held her daughter for the first time. She wouldn’t push her to achieve to the point where life passed her by because all she could see were her grades. Everyone, even a genius, needed to take a break and live life.
    Her grin turned to a frown as she spotted Rylan leaning against the door to her room. “What do you want?”
    He promised her till tomorrow. Was he breaking that promise now?
    “I wanted to let you know that Peter will no longer be a problem.” He turned to walk away.
    Damn, he made her feel bad about her initial reaction.
    “Wait! Do you want to come in?” Her stomach flipped, and then it reversed its action and flopped. Why couldn’t she keep her cool around him?
    He turned and studied her like she was a bug under a microscope. Finally, he nodded his head yes and she opened the door. The door had keys so she could lock it, but she never did. She trusted the people in the house and trust was unheard of in her old life.

Chapter Five
     
     
    Aviana waved him in before her. She closed the door and walked over to the side of the mantel, setting Mckayla’s book bag down. There was chaos in the room caused by raising a child. She cleaned it up, stacked a few papers neatly, and gestured for him to take a seat.
    He sat on the couch, so she perched on the other end giving her room to spring up if needed.
    The room was large. It had shifted to accommodate her and Mckayla. Selma had told her this and in the past she would have laughed, but she watched the kitchen change from an old fashioned kitchen at Christmas to a slick modern one at New Years. She should have run but something in this old house made her feel welcome, like this was where she belonged.
    Her living room had a comfy sofa in front of the mantel and to the right was a large floor area with two chairs, a small side table, and a closet. That’s where Mckayla and Vick liked to hang out when they were in here. The television was on the wall across from it.
    To the left of the main door, there were two other doors that led to their bedrooms. The first door led to Mckayla’s, the second to hers. Each bedroom came with an ensuite that was a nice little touch.
    “What happened to Peter?” The name tasted bitter on her tongue but she was living a different life now and needed to get used to it.
    “He left town permanently.”
    “Is he still breathing?”
    “Do you care?” His sky blues eyes darkened to a stormy blue.
    “No.” She shook her head with sadness. Death