““Imagine if he got them back,” Nolan said. Maybe the possibility of Adrian regaining his abilities should have concerned Gray, but it had no effect. Death did that to a person. It was like conquering one’s fear of heights by climbing a mountain or leaping from a plane. Gray had jumped headfirst into the abyss and there was nothing to worry about. No pain or sadness. No limitless existence and endless being. Why were people so stuck on going to heaven, anyway? Existing forever in a bright, white haze sounded like the epitome of boredom. Never-ending boredom. Right this way! “Charlene!” Mom called from downstairs. “Dinner will be ready in ten minutes.” Nolan looked at Gray. “Charlene?” “You’re not supposed to know.” Gray opened her door. “Be right down,” she called. She turned and faced Nolan. “I told Mom she should””
