Chapter two
" Did you know who that was?" asked a bewildered Lisa.
"YES", said Mike.
"Care to tell me who, because whomever it was, it scared me."
" Well theres parts of my past that I've never shared with you, I would rather forget about it but now I have no choice. When I was born, the first thing my parents did was put me in a foster home. I never found out why until one mysterious day. It was like a voice filling the air and it told me everything I've wondered about my past. My parents weren't average parents. I learned that they were witchcraft people. They were wizards and witches. They lived in a special place that nobody knows about and they could do whatever witchcraft they wanted to. Since my parents were like this, the jean handed down to me. I am a witch."
"Why haven't I been told of this in the past."
" because its one of those things that you are more ashamed of and you want to keep it to yourself."
"SO are you telling me our baby really did hurt that man?"
"Well, it looks as if the jean passed on so yes."
"Do you know how to get to this other world where your family lives?"
"Of course I do but Ive never actually met them."
"Is it possible for us to go there?"
"Yes, of course we can if you really want to?"
"I think it would be best for our baby if we were there because she could possibly hurt someone that shouldn't be hurt."
"I'm sorry but thats where I disagree. That world is nothing like ours. If we move there now we cant come back because it would effect everything to do with mine and Riley's lives. In this other world, little children run around all of the time putting charms on each other and there they teach you witchcraft school. It woul be to hard to keep her from getting hurt there and then bringing her back here and having the risk of her doing witchcraft and getting caught. Plus, she knows the difference between good and bad and she hurt him because she knew he was a bad wizard. She did it to protect you."
"Wow, well I guess we have a discussion to make."