#Chapter 50: Learning the Ropes

“He should have healed by now,” Alex says. I can hear the frustration in his voice. His body is so tense, it looks like a coil ready to spring. “There are things at work we don’t understand. But we’re trying to learn … ” his mother states in a soft, assuring tone. “So…we send for other healers. From another pack.” Alex insists. “We will wait for the next round of tests first,” his dad says. “They may tell us something.” “I feel like we’ve waited enough!” Alex snaps, his temper getting the best of him. It’s hard for me to watch Alex and see him in so much pain. He is usually so happy and carefree. His mother glares at him reproachfully, and Alex mumbles an apology. It’s interesting to witness this family dynamic. Twenty-four hours ago, I didn’t even know his parents’ names. I still don’t know his dad’s. All the while, Rita is unfazed. His mother’s face softens. Her voice drips with sympathy. “I understand your passion…your frustration. It is hard as a mother to watch my oldest