“Mom, you never know. Maybe he’s just another gifted being and he somehow found us. Maybe he’s just alone and needs help from us. He might not be connected…” I try to defend him but Mom cuts me off, shaking her head. I can see in her eyes that she feels bad for me but her fear for our safety is stronger than any other emotion.

“No, Charlie, if he was this innocent magical being who needed our help, he would not know about Grandmother’s compound,” ...