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I consider this story a kind of Parable which is defined at Wikipedia as "A parable is a succinct, didactic story, in prose or verse, that illustrates one or more instructive lessons or principles. It differs from a fable in that fables employ animals, plants, inanimate objects, or forces of nature as characters, whereas parables have human characters.[1] A parable is a type of metaphorical analogy.[2]"
Acceptance of the difference in others is core to this novel about Droits and non-Droits. Droits are feared beause of their special abilities. They are sometimes even hunted down and murdered as happened to two of Willow's classmates. It is also about acceptance of who you are. Willow tries to hide the fact that she is a Droit so that she will "fit in" in school.
Her special ability is to save animals from pain and suffering. Even though her parents have forbidden her to use her healing powers--Willow can't seem to stop.
Her parents go on a vacation and she stayed with her Aunt Fifi who is a character to say the least! She meets a guy in school and there is an immediate attraction. Someone is out to hurt Willow and this guy tries to shield her as best he can. He is also a Droit--
Lots of things happen which you will have to read or I will be giving the whole story line away.
Just know there is a happy ending and possible next book in the future-I hope!
This book should be read by all teenagers and adults in my opinion!!
Willow is just your average sixteen-year-old girl. Okay, maybe not so average. She can heal animals. But for her own safety, her veterinarian parents have made her promise not to use her powers. Unfortunately, sometimes her compassion takes over, and she can't help ... well ... helping.
Willow is a Droit, but hides her Droitism because people like her are feared and hated by those without special abilities. Two of Willow's schoolmates, rumored to be Droits, have simultaneously disappeared.
When Willow's non-Droit friend, Rain, is targeted, Willow wonders whether she should get involved--even if that means putting herself in the line of fire.
A mysterious new friend, Trae, just might be the key to unlock her courage.
In the end, she has a choice: she can deny who she is or declare her ability to heal, but either way, her life will never be the same again.
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I saved
our cat’s life four years ago when I was twelve.
our cat’s life four years ago when I was twelve.
How? I
healed her. That was part of my Droit ability, but I
healed her. That was part of my Droit ability, but I
didn’t
know it then.
know it then.
Random,
our cat who lived at our animal clinic, had been
our cat who lived at our animal clinic, had been
sick
for months, but my parents are veterinarians, so they were
for months, but my parents are veterinarians, so they were
managing
her disease. She wasn’t in pain until the day I was
her disease. She wasn’t in pain until the day I was
hanging
out at the clinic and found her panting and writhing
out at the clinic and found her panting and writhing
while
lying on her side.
lying on her side.
Mom was
in the surgical room setting a fracture and couldn’t
in the surgical room setting a fracture and couldn’t
be
interrupted. Dad was out picking up meds.
interrupted. Dad was out picking up meds.
Random’s
eyes fluttered and she let out a puny cry. I held
eyes fluttered and she let out a puny cry. I held
her,
wishing I could help. When I stroked her fur around the
wishing I could help. When I stroked her fur around the
knobby
tumors on her back, my fingertips tingled and glowed
tumors on her back, my fingertips tingled and glowed
red. I
had no idea what was happening.
had no idea what was happening.
Confused,
I flapped my hands as if to put out a fire. The
I flapped my hands as if to put out a fire. The
color
faded, but as soon as I placed my fingers back on
faded, but as soon as I placed my fingers back on
Random’s
side, the glowing started again. I shook my head in
side, the glowing started again. I shook my head in
bewilderment
and then closed my eyes, allowing whatever this
and then closed my eyes, allowing whatever this
was to
happen. Lightning bolts flashed behind my eyelids. My
happen. Lightning bolts flashed behind my eyelids. My
hands
seemed to have minds of their own, this time locking onto
seemed to have minds of their own, this time locking onto
Random’s
body. Pain shot up my fingers and seared all the way
body. Pain shot up my fingers and seared all the way
to my
neck.
neck.
My head
felt heavy, like it was full of electric sparks. I
felt heavy, like it was full of electric sparks. I
groaned
and shuddered but still couldn’t pull my hands away
and shuddered but still couldn’t pull my hands away
from
her.
her.
I don’t
know how long I stayed that way before she purred,
know how long I stayed that way before she purred,
and I
opened my eyes to see her licking her paw as if nothing
opened my eyes to see her licking her paw as if nothing
had
happened. I ran my fingers along her back. Her tumors had
happened. I ran my fingers along her back. Her tumors had
disappeared.
The
room spun. What had happened?
room spun. What had happened?
Random
jumped down and darted away with more spring
jumped down and darted away with more spring
than
she’d had in months. I was certain I was seeing things. I
she’d had in months. I was certain I was seeing things. I
blinked,
but there she sat near the sink, giving her face a bath.
but there she sat near the sink, giving her face a bath.
My
fingers slowly faded. I turned them palm up, then palm
fingers slowly faded. I turned them palm up, then palm
down,
studying them, trying to find a reason for what had
studying them, trying to find a reason for what had
happened,
but there was none.
but there was none.
Mom
came into the room, holding her hands in the air on the
came into the room, holding her hands in the air on the
way to
the faucet to scrub. “Were you looking for me?”
the faucet to scrub. “Were you looking for me?”
“Random
doesn’t have cancer anymore,” I said, excitedly.
doesn’t have cancer anymore,” I said, excitedly.
“Oh,
really?” She paused with her hands under the water and
really?” She paused with her hands under the water and
gave me
a peculiar look with her head cocked, eyebrows raised.
a peculiar look with her head cocked, eyebrows raised.
“How’s
that?”
that?”
“I
healed her.” Nausea bubbled up from my gut. I raced into
healed her.” Nausea bubbled up from my gut. I raced into
the
bathroom.
bathroom.
After I
puked and returned to Mom, she was sitting in a chair
puked and returned to Mom, she was sitting in a chair
with
Random in her lap, parting her hair. “Her tumors are gone.”
Random in her lap, parting her hair. “Her tumors are gone.”
“I
know.” Nausea still clung to my ribs, but it wasn’t as bad.
know.” Nausea still clung to my ribs, but it wasn’t as bad.
I was
too excited about Random being better that it didn’t matter.
too excited about Random being better that it didn’t matter.
“What
exactly did you do, Willow?”
exactly did you do, Willow?”
Mom
stared at me with wide eyes. I thought she’d be proud
stared at me with wide eyes. I thought she’d be proud
of me,
but she didn’t act that way.
but she didn’t act that way.
“My
hands mended her,” I said.
hands mended her,” I said.
“L-l-like
h-h-how?” she asked.
h-h-how?” she asked.
“I
don’t know. It just happened. I felt sorry for her. She was in pain, and the
next thing I knew, my hands lit up and energy
don’t know. It just happened. I felt sorry for her. She was in pain, and the
next thing I knew, my hands lit up and energy
flowed
from me to her.” I stared at my fingers again.
from me to her.” I stared at my fingers again.
“Has
this happened before?”
this happened before?”
I shook
my head.
my head.
“Good.”
She nodded, licked her lips, and lowered her voice.
She nodded, licked her lips, and lowered her voice.
“Can
you make it stop?”
you make it stop?”
I
shrugged. I didn’t know. “I can try.”
shrugged. I didn’t know. “I can try.”
“Don’t
do it again, and whatever you do, don’t ever do it in
do it again, and whatever you do, don’t ever do it in
public.”
Her voice was just above a whisper, and she glanced
Her voice was just above a whisper, and she glanced
over
her shoulder at the door.
her shoulder at the door.
“Why?”
Wasn’t it a good thing that Random was better?
Wasn’t it a good thing that Random was better?
Tears
welled in my eyes.
welled in my eyes.
“You
won’t be safe if people know what you can do,” she
won’t be safe if people know what you can do,” she
continued
in a hushed tone. “Promise me you won’t do it again.”
in a hushed tone. “Promise me you won’t do it again.”
Swallowing
hard, I nodded. “I promise.” But I didn’t
hard, I nodded. “I promise.” But I didn’t
understand.
About the Author
Michelle Weidenbenner is an Amazon #1 Best-Selling and Award-Winning author and speaker.
She’s also a John Maxwell Certified Coach and Trainer.
Her sweet spot is the center of her pickleball paddle, but it’s also empowering moms to regain their purpose and significance in order to live a life that matters and positively influence others. Her energy is contagious and focuses on unlocking the self-advocate in others and encouraging them to dream big.
As the mother of a recovering addict, she spends most of her time advocating and coaching moms of addicted loved ones. She podcasts at Moms Letting Go. If you’re a mom of an adult addict, find her free guidebook, at MomsLettingGo.com.
Michelle is living her dream—writing every day and thanking God for the stories He puts in her path.
Link to Moms Letting Go podcast: https://anchor.fm/michelle515
Link to free book for moms: MomsLettingGo.com
She’s also a John Maxwell Certified Coach and Trainer.
Her sweet spot is the center of her pickleball paddle, but it’s also empowering moms to regain their purpose and significance in order to live a life that matters and positively influence others. Her energy is contagious and focuses on unlocking the self-advocate in others and encouraging them to dream big.
As the mother of a recovering addict, she spends most of her time advocating and coaching moms of addicted loved ones. She podcasts at Moms Letting Go. If you’re a mom of an adult addict, find her free guidebook, at MomsLettingGo.com.
Michelle is living her dream—writing every day and thanking God for the stories He puts in her path.
Link to Moms Letting Go podcast: https://anchor.fm/michelle515
Link to free book for moms: MomsLettingGo.com
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11 comments :
I would use the power to make the lives of others easier, whatever the power is.
I would hide it, Only I need to know about it.
I think most people have hidden powers that they hide on a daily basis. I would continue to hide my powers until I needed to use them and then...Bam!
I would be very tempted to listen to what people say about me when I am not around, to be completely honest :P
I would use my power in secret to help others.
I would love to have a hidden power. I would simply keep it to myself and use it often.
I would use it when it's most needed
I would do everything I could to help change things.
I would use it when absolutely necessary..
I would only use it when needed...
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