Page 9 of Training Rain
“I was thinking about the day in Las Vegas. I couldn’t stop. The minute you walked in the memory hit me and I couldn’t let it go. At the time, you were bleeding so I could focus elsewhere, but as soon as I went to bed it was as if I were reliving the events all over again.”
He leaned forward. “I don’t understand. That was a victory. I’ll admit it was terrible to lose Trip that way, but he knew what he was doing. We both did. We were willing to sacrifice our lives for the greater good. Banta draining our auras would slow him enough for everyone else to have a chance to take him out. It worked. If you hadn’t blocked Banta, I would have died too.”
Her stomach was in knots. “I don’t think you can understand what happens when I heal someone.”
“I only know what you told me about urging my body to heal itself. I know that the wound in my arm is almost knitted. I find that fascinating.”
“That is a small thing. I can’t cure cancer. Well that’s not entirely true, if the person has not had radiation or chemotherapy, I can try to force their immune system to kill the bad cells.”
His eyes narrowed. “Why not after those treatments?”
“For selfish reasons.”
“I don’t believe you.”
“You don’t even know me.”
“Look, I know you’re not used to this environment. It must have been different growing up on the reservation and I’m sure all of this is frightening. I think you’re being a bit hard on yourself.”
“See what I mean? You know nothing. I didn’t grow up on the Shoshone Reservation. I grew up in Los Angeles. Adianca came when I was eighteen and brought me to Nevada. She saved me from myself.”
