Chapter 9. A Dream

“My sweet, beautiful Alana, be careful.”

“Why do you say that, Mommy?” 10-year-old Alana looked up at her mother confusingly. She and her Mom were lying on the beach sand, the sun softly burning their skin. It was an amazing feeling, and the day was peaceful. Alana didn’t understand what she was talking about. What did she have to be careful about?

“You will find out later on about what I’m saying. For now, I just want to spend the little time I have with my baby girl,” her mother said with a clear voice. She smiled at Alana, a sad look crossing her beautiful face that was so much like Alana’s.

“Oh, my beautiful Alana, you have such a wonderful gift. Very special, just like you.”

Alana frowned in confusion. It was like her Mom was just talking in riddles today. “What gift, Mom? Can I fly? Do I have super strength?”

Her Mom burst into laughter and ruffled her hair playfully. “No, silly. You have the ability to protect yourself and the people you love aga