“Why me? What am I to do?” I try not to open my eyes, as she said not to and screw them shut as hard as I can while holding myself still. My little heartbeat rising again with awe and excitement for this amazing story.

“You are the last white femme, Alora, so I could not stay behind and let you die, too. I had to come and protect you with the gifts I’ve hidden for so many years. Don’t be afraid. One day, when this comes back, you will know what to do. My son, Colton, he’s a good, sweet boy, but I must leave him for a little...