I'd never soulgazed anyone before. I'd found out about it when I looked up on Harry. The concept terrified me-seeing who someone was, their core, without any deception.
I never expected to see her.
Our mother.
I was shocked. She was dead. Outside of pictures, I accepted long ago I would never see her again.
Except I did.
We talked. I won't say about what. There was so much I wanted to say I forgot half of them.
I hoped she could hear me when I remembered to say the thing I wanted to most.
Thank you.
For him.
