LOREN
Arguing with people about his eating habits was getting tiring—and Beatrix agreed to stay away from the stove—so Loren figured she could use a win. He pulled out another plate and moved the buttered toast to it, leaving the sweet one for her. Picking up one of the slices, he took a small bite, chewing slowly. However, he obviously had to set it down for practice, and if just happened to leave it there for a while, oh well.
As one of the balls disintegrated, he gave her an encouraging smile and nod. ”Excellent.” However, he wasn’t going to keep it easy on her. Creating another ball, he dropped his hands and used his telekinesis to whip them in a much faster circle. If Beatrix could hit such fast-moving targets, then she was doing just fine.
As one of the balls disintegrated, he gave her an encouraging smile and nod. ”Excellent.” However, he wasn’t going to keep it easy on her. Creating another ball, he dropped his hands and used his telekinesis to whip them in a much faster circle. If Beatrix could hit such fast-moving targets, then she was doing just fine.
But don’t be weary if it’s broken
Families are like that—
they’re split up and always torn.
