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Chapter Fifty
The twins are still asleep when someone knocks. Sonya and
Sara showed me where the girls’ bathrooms are so I had a
chance to shower last night, but I’m still wearing Kenji’s
oversized clothes. I feel a little ridiculous as I pad my way
toward the door.
I open it.
Blink. “Hey, Winston.”
He looks me up and down. “Castle thought you might like
to change out of those clothes.”
“You have something for me to wear?”
“Yeah—remember? We made you something custom.”
“Oh. Wow. Yeah, that sounds great.”
I slip outside silently, following Winston through the dark
halls. The underground world is quiet, its inhabitants still
asleep. I ask Winston why we’re up so early.
“I figured you’d want to meet everyone at breakfast. This
way you can jump into the regular routine of things around
here—even get started on your training.” He glances back.
“We all have to learn how to harness our abilities in the
most effective manner possible. It’s no good having no
control over your body.”
“Wait—you have an ability, too?”
“There are exactly fifty-six of us who do. The rest are our
family members, children, or close friends who help out with
everything else. So yes, I’m one of those fifty-six. So are
you.”
I’m nearly stepping on his feet in an effort to keep up with
his long legs. “So what can you do?”
He doesn’t answer. And I can’t be sure, but I think he’s
blushing.