Chapter 100: Woman to Woman

WITH FLUTTERING HANDS, I forced my cement legs toward the living room. The woman angled herself toward me as I trudged forward.

When her hazel eyes met mine, they seemed to flash yellow-orange for the briefest of moments, so brief, I wondered if I'd imagined it. When she smiled, I felt a sense of awareness sweep over me, like something inside of me recognized part of her. How odd. I'd never met the woman before, and the instant comfort I felt with her had my senses on full alert. There were too many individuals in Scotts Valley lately with unusual abilities to not get suspicious. Although my stomach muscles squeezed in protest and my hands felt sweaty, I stepped forward to shake her hand.

"Tru," Dad said with a hint of warning in his voice. "This is Dr. Frankler, the new counselor from school." I limply clasped hands with her.

She smiled. "It's so nice to meet you, Tru," she said, shaking my hand like it was a piece of china.

"Thanks. Nice to meet you, too."

Dad nodded approvin