Some years after Isabella's birth, I stood in the auditorium of the Lily Rossi Institute watching my son Kai graduate as valedictorian.

"Family," he began his speech, his voice strong and confident, "doesn't always begin with blood. Sometimes it begins with choice."

 Kai had grown into everything I'd hoped he would become. Smart, compassionate, and deeply committed to helping others. his psychic ability to detect lies had evolved into something more nuanced – they could sense people's true ...