“You gave off twice what I recorded before,” he says proudly, but I don’t see why it matters at all. With a quick dip, he switches off the spark box, as I’ve taken to calling it. I can feel the electricity in it die away. “Try again.” Huffing, I focus again. After a moment of concentration, my sparks return, just as strong as before. But this time they come from within me. Julian’s grin splits his face from ear to ear. “So . . . ?” “So this confirms my suspicions.” Sometimes I forget Julian is a scholar and a scientist. But he’s always quick to remind me. “You produced electrical energy.” Now
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