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Twenty-Two
"HEAL YOU?”
Heal him ? My thoughts echoed hers.
"You're the only way," he said patiently. "The only way to cure this disease. I've been watching
you for years, waiting until I was certain.”
Lissa shook her head. "I can't…no. I can't do anything like that.”
"Your healing powers are incredible. No one has any idea just how powerful.”
"I don't know what you're talking about.”
"Come now, Vasilisa. I know about the raven—Natalie saw you do it. She'd been following
you. And I know how you healed Rose.”
She realized the pointlessness of denying it. "That…was different. Rose wasn't that hurt. But
you…I can't do anything about Sandovsky's Syndrome.”
"Not that hurt?" he laughed. "I'm not talking about her ankle—which was still impressive. I'm
talking about the car accident. Because you're right, you know. Rose didn't get 'that hurt.' She
died.”
He let the words sink in.
"That's…no. She lived," Lissa finally managed.
"No. Well, yes, she did. But I read all the reports. There was no way she should have
survived—especially with so many injuries. You healed her. You brought her back." He sighed,
half wistful and half weary. "I'd suspected you could do this for so long, and I tried so hard to
repeat it…to see how much you could control…”