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scoffing at his pessimism, he shook his head. “you are so much like your father it’s amusing at times, but no.”
standing up, he sighed. “we do a bit of trial and error. maybe he was closer to the hex when he found his new body.” he suggested.
“well, when you have your uncle’s speed, naturally your brother would have your mother’s powers… and she was an almighty powerful witch.” he shrugged his shoulders.
“have a little faith, kid. he’s somewhere out there in the world probably looking for you.” he poked him gently.
giving a slight pout, he crossed his arms lightly. “i’m going to ignore your tone and get right to the chase.” he sat up and cleared his throat.
“i think your brother… billy… is the reason you’re alive. and if so, then i think we should find him. reunite the whole family.”
“ahhh, my favorite grandson.” he patted the spot next to him. “sit, sit. let’s chat. there is something that’s on my mind.”
his brother for instance. he had to be alive, right?
