Why did her gentleness push more tears to the surface? I stood helpless, knowing I could comfort my son if he needed it, but allowing him to face the woman who stole him from me, who forced his little body to grow faster than it should have, who triggered the wakening of his incredible power. I could tell he knew right away who she was, the recognition in him not the startled, angry or frightened response I was expecting. Instead, Gabriel smiled at ...