Frank grew, a happy child, if left in the background, while his sister Miriam shone like a star. I felt the coven begin to treat him differently as he grew, not with disdain or anger, but with sadness and great care for the most part.

Ethpeal continued to try to wake his power, but when it began to affect his temperament, I begged her to stop.

"There's nothing wrong with Frank," I told her. "But if you push him too hard, there could be."

She finally relented, and ...