Use pata rehta hai ki mai roj ki tarah school jata hu aur papa officeTo hua ye ki wo pani dene aya aur hamre yaha heater rehta hai jo ki jaha pani det... hai uske bagal me hi rehta hai to wo pani de raha tha tabhi usne aisa react kiya jaise use jor ka jhatka laga ho aur wo sidha pani ka dabba lekar meri mummy ke upar gir gaya jisse mummy puri tarah se bhig gai aurWo bhi aur wo tarapne laga to mummy ne socha ki use current ka jhatka laga hai to ye dekh kar mummy khub ghabra gai aur heater ka. He had been a thief then and when something had gone missing they had blamed him and threatened to leave him behind. Obviously it hadn’t been an idol threat since the next day he found himself alone in the inn that they had been at.Now he wasn’t the little thieving boy he had been before. He was older and far wiser and knew that stealing often ended up badly, especially when it was magical items that you stole. He looked down at the last item he had ever stolen. A mage had been carrying it and. I can zoom, pretty fast if I need to. And I bet the reader is asking how that happened. Am I part faery? Did I have an ancient medallion placed in my hands as a baby? Did I push an old blind man out of the way of a speeding truck full of radioactive material? Well, besides the last one, which didn't happen, I have no idea. I know that as a kid I would sometimes feel I was "floating", but my parents laughed at me. Around puberty, I started to "fly", and was of course very surprised. But it was. “ What's in it for me?” asked Rachael. Tracy stood at the sink rinsing out her cup. She turns towards me and smiled.“ because Tracy and I have been sharing everything since forever?”again I looked at Tracy, again with the smile.“I’m going upstairs to shower and get changed” and with that, she left me with her sister.Rachael stood up and walked around the table. She was taller than Tracy by a good four inches, her hair was the same colour and she had dark brown eyes. The nightshirt fitted where.