“Have you found her?” It was Gideon’s voice.
How long had he been there? Normally I’d have sensed him immediately. Not anymore. Whenever I poked at the place my Gift had been, it was like poking at a hole in the gums where a tooth used to be: surprise and confusion, followed swiftly by loss, sensitive to the touch.
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