Mother collapsed back onto the couch after removing the splint from my arm and inspecting it to see whether it had healed properly. Phobos quickly walked over and began to massage her shoulders while I flexed my arm and ran it through the range of its motions. Exhaling comfortably, mother praised her: “You’ve got magical … Continue reading Chapter 16
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