#Chapter 487 – A Powerful Gift

Ella Cora wipes at her face with the palms of her hands. “I’m sorry,” she says. “I just…I kind of flipped out.” “The vision wasn’t bad,” I say, “I promise it wasn’t. And we get it – if you came out of the baptism ceremony looking like you’d jumped into the pool? I’d have freaked out too!” “Yeah, well,” she murmurs, glancing down at my stomach, “maybe I’ll just do that out of spite in six months, see how you like it.” I laugh then, the noise surprising me, and Cora’s face breaks into a tentative smile. “There’s my girl,” Roger murmurs, lifting a hand to wipe at the last of her tears. “I think we need to hear all of it,” Cora says, nodding to Sinclair and then to me. “Please. Just…maybe just for this baby, our first.” “Okay,” I whisper, nodding. And then Sinclair and I tell her all of it – of all the wonderful things we saw for Rafe as he grows up, and his happiness with his cousins. And then we tell of the darkness we saw, and the incredible way he moved through it – of the cha