Your mother and I have had gotten into arguments that bordered upon World War III and we still didn’t get violent toward each other or you. I’ve b...en in fights before. I know you have, too. Your mother has even had a couple of brawls, if you can believe it.“Fights happen and sometimes exchanging punches might keep you from exchanging gunfire a day later. I’m not trying to debate that. I’m saying every time we’ve fought it’s been against someone our size or bigger. It’s never been against a. As she came completely awake she realized that one of them couldn't possibly be her husband, and she suddenly was screaming at the top of her lungs and kicking at the Paul between her legs as she tried to climb away from the Paul who was in bed with her.She didn't know what to think.As the other Paul tried to scramble off the bed his features shimmered and suddenly they took on the look of a devastatingly handsome young man with jet black hair and unbelievably blue eyes. He had a slim but. He logged onto the computer and started doing something routine I could tell by his body language, but being under the desk I couldn't tell what was on the screen. I assumed he was checking his email then possibly checking up on Facebook. I didn't know what to do, I was stuck and didn't know if he'd eventually see me or accidentally kick me but I didn't have a choice since I didn't have any clothes in here and he was now sitting right in front of me. After a few minutes I noticed the crotch of. Illusionists, could make a person or persons see what they wished them tosee, rather than reality.Magnets, had the natural ability to draw those with special abilities tothemselves. Most without ever knowing they were doing it. The traittended to run in families, often in the outcasts. That one stopped mewhere I was at. What was it Grandmother had said when I first met her?"Child you are a Magnet, your children will be drawn to you." I glancedover the top of my laptop screen to see her smiling.