“What is it Grandma?”Madelyn asked as she held the beautiful glass ball in front of the fireplace watching how it changed in the lights reflection.
“It is a gazing ball and you can see many wondrous things in a gazing ball. You just have to look hard enough, you have to use all of your concentration and believe in it.” She replied
“Is it magic, like you?” Madelyn asked not looking up still captured by the light.
“Yes and like you” Madelyn’s eyes turned wide to her grandmother and she smiled back “Yes you’re magic; you have it in you just as I do. You still need to learn how to use it but I’ve known since you were just a wee one. Your mother bless her didn’t have the gifts we share and she was hesitant to let me teach you.”
Madelyn looked back down to the ball in her hand tears welling up once again. For just a moment holding this beautiful ball in her hands she’d forgotten.
When she and her mother had moved in with her Grandma about a year ago Madelyn hadn’t been told why but she’d known. In fact she had known her mother was sick long before anyone else, except maybe her Grandma. She had seen it, she couldn’t say exactly how but she did.
When her mother finally told her she had also told Madelyn that everything would be ok and that she would get better. That still made Madelyn angry. By the time her mother told her she had known just as well as Madelyn had that she wasn’t going to get better, she had lied. It was hard knowing that the last important thing her mother had told her had been a lie.
“What else could she have done my dear?” Madelyn’s grandma inquired softly as if hearing the thoughts running through Madelyn’s head. ”She didn’t know, not the way you and I do anyways. She never stopped hoping that something would change and that she would get better. To her it wasn’t a lie, besides I think she is ok now. I saw her in the ball.”
“You can do that?”Madelyn asked wide eyed, no matter how angry she was at her mother for lying she would give anything to see her again.
Her grandma nodded with a small smile “I can teach you if you want me to.”
“Ok” Madelyn responded moving closer to her grandma’s chair.
