Faint golden light shimmered on his palm. I could feel my muscle tissue and skin regrowing at high speed. There was a faint sensation of tugging and pulling.

I continued to watch him with a smile, but I caught someone out of the corner of my eye. I turned to look, and I saw Uncle Mason. He was watching Ghostie as he leaned on the door frame, his eyes brimming with tears.

I noticed he wasn’t hiding his feelings, even though I was looking right at him. He looked at me with many questions in his eyes. There was pain, joy, disbelief, and uncertainty in his gaze.

I bit my lip and nodded at him. My eyes had welled up with tears, too.

“Vroom…” The revving of an engine came from...