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or upset. Now I can control it, and I try not to get…upset.” He smiled. “I try to stay positive.”
    “Can you also…enter someone’s mind?” she asked, nervous. 
    He furrowed his brow, as if he weren’t sure how to answer. Finally, he said, “I’ve been inside people’s minds before, but in the beginning it wasn’t something I did at will—always by accident. When I grew older, and if I felt like being… bad , I could enter a mind easier—if I was feeling devious.” He threw his hands up. “Well, I’m not like that anymore. I’m the good guy now,” he continued, smiling sweetly. 
    “So you don’t want to enter me?” she asked, touching her temple. 
    It was such a bold question, as if she had just asked him if he wanted to have sex.
    He shook his head and her heart sunk. “We can’t see inside a Banshee’s mind.”
    “Yeah…the headmaster told me.” She was so embarrassed. “Sorry, I know that sounded like—”
    But she couldn’t finish her apology. Right there in front of Lucas, she clamped her hands against her head, falling forward against the seat in front of her. 
    She was having a vision.
    It was daylight. She was standing on a railroad track, in front of a man, with unkempt gray hair, wearing a crinkled blue suit. Tears were falling down his cheeks, as a train, not far away, was speeding towards him. Soon, it would hit him, and he would die. She couldn’t stop it. She could only wait for it to pass. 
    She waited for the inevitable, but someone new appeared—Lucas. He stood between her and the man, and then he embraced her, resting her head in the crook of his neck.
    “Shhh…Shhh…Eva. It’s all right. I’m here. I’m here now.”
    She felt the ground shaking, as the thundering train came closer, but she wasn’t worried about the man’s death because Lucas had calmed her sorrow. 
    He raised her chin gently with his hand. “Eva?” Their eyes met. “What’s going on?”
    Suddenly, she was back in the car. Lucas was holding her in his arms—their bodies teeming in hot tension and confusion. And they were still alone. 
    She felt her face, noticing it was dry. She hadn’t cried one bit.     
    “You-you entered my mind,” she said, astonished.
    His eyes were wide, shocked. “I don’t know what happened. You were having a vision. I knew it from the other girls at school. I rushed over to you. That’s what it’s like at the school, but we, I mean, us guys, we don’t do that. The other girls help you get through your visions. But I couldn’t bear to see you in pain, so I kept talking to you, hoping I would make a breakthrough, hoping that your torment would be eased, and then I was there …with you.” He shook his head as if he couldn’t believe it. 
    Eva couldn’t believe it either. In one way, he was her savior, but in another way, an intruder. He wasn’t supposed to enter her mind—the mind of a Banshee. Mr. Quinn, the wizened headmaster, had been wrong. Or else he didn’t fully reveal the truth.
    “You did help,” she finally said. “You saved me from seeing blood, from seeing death, from crying.”
    He clutched her hand. She jumped at the contact, like static electricity and fire, but didn’t pull away.
    “Please, don’t tell the headmaster. I-I don’t know what he’d do to me. I could get expelled. I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”
    She held his hand in hers, staring at his gray stormy eyes with the blue of the sky waiting to peek out. “It’s okay. It’s okay.” She smiled. “In fact, I would like it if you could do that all the time.”
    He blushed. “If I can ever comfort you, I will, but I won’t take advantage. I won’t…enter…if you don’t want me to, but I don’t see how I could’ve in the first place. You’re a Banshee.”
    Feeling bold, she gave him a quick kiss on his warm cheek. “Maybe there are some things that defy myth.”
    Like a connection. Like love. Did she love him? They barely knew each other,