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about to ask Isabel to stay, Taggart looked at her. 
    "Did you say something?" He asked.  He knew that she had not spoken out loud, but he had definitely heard her.
    "No."  Meckenzie replied.
    "I heard it too."  Kellan said.
    Isabel looked at the three of them.  "What were you thinking Meckenzie?"
    "I was thinking that you should stay here, in this room.  That it was better to have you here with all that was going on.  That the more eyes we have here the better."
    "That is what I heard,” said Kellan.
    Taggart interjected, "Me too."
    "Let's try something."  Isabel walked over to Meckenzie.  "Face me, and think of a number between one and five.  Put up the number of fingers so I can see them.  Then try to send the number to Kellan and Taggart."
    Meckenzie faced Isabel and thought of a number.  She held up two fingers and concentrated on sending the number to her siblings.
    "Two." They said together.
    "Good.  Try it again."  Isabel said.
    Meckenzie held up a fist.
    "Zero."   They both responded.
    "Okay, I think you might have a couple of talents.  Though it is possible that you share a bond that allows you to communicate with each other."
    Meckenzie remembered hearing Kellan's voice this morning while she was laying hurt in the gym.  She had forgotten all about it and she hadn't told anyone that she had heard Kellan.  Could Kellan have been calling out with her mind?
    "I heard Kellan this morning in my room.  I heard her call my name, and I went looking for her.  That is when I found her in the gym with the broken arm." 
    Isabel smiled, she seemed to be enjoying this day more than the trips.  Every hour revealed something amazing. 
    "Let's try it with Taggart.  Turn around and we will do numbers again.  But this time we will use one through ten."
    Taggart turned around and put up seven fingers.  He then projected the number in his head.
    This time only Meckenzie responded.  "Seven."
    Kellan looked confused.  "I didn't hear anything."
    "Let's try it again." Isabel said.
    Taggart held up one finger and waited.
    This time Meckenzie paused to see if Kellan would get it.  Maybe she had just been too fast.
    Kellan began to laugh, "One, but it was Meckenzie's voice I heard not Taggart's."
    "So it seems that Meckenzie can send and receive messages.  Since you three performed the spell earlier, she may be tied into your brains.  So it is really easy for her to hear.  I think we have all had enough excitement for today.  I'm going to go get my things from my apartment, I'll be back in an hour and then I'll make protection charms for the three of you.  Don't leave the house and try to get some rest, eat something.  You'll need to cast the spell on the charms after I complete them."
    Isabel headed downstairs and left the siblings to their own devices.  Meckenzie walked into the spare room to check the sheets and towels.  The sheets would probably need to be changed.  No one had slept in the spare room in a very long time. 
    "I'll get some sheets.  You are really loud in my head right now."  Taggart shouted as he headed down the stairs. 
    Kellan joined Meckenzie in the guest room and sat down in the chair.
    "This is really happening isn't it. "
    "Yes it is.  I think we just have to accept it."
    "Well at least you got something cool as a power.  I turn into a she-hulk."
    Meckenzie’s eyes grew sad as she replied, “I'll trade my drea m for your she -hulk any day."
     

Chapter 9...
     
    When their father returned home, he found his children and Isabel preparing dinner.  There was little evidence of all the events that had happened that day.  Everyone seemed to be in a very good mood.
    Taggart was setting the table, and though no one had openly discussed it, he set five settings.  Isabel had not previously taken her meals with the family, but since she would be staying as a guest, the trips had decided to treat her as one.  Lawrence Desmond noticed immediately the number of place settings, but