energies with was the child who was burned to death. I should have…”
“What was the name of the hospital?”
She told him and he said, “I don’t accept the fire as your fault, but I’ll call them about you, then we’ll all feel better. Okay?”
She nodded.
“Now,” he said, “Where to put you? I’d like to have you in a unit with Amy but…” He paused.
“I’d enjoy that,” she said.
“Yes, well, Amy is in Melantha’s house at present.”
“Oh.”
“So maybe Lydia’s is the best. You’ve met Lydia?”
“Yes, she made my breakfast this morning. Lydia’s house will be fine.”
“About Amy…” He shook his head. “I won’t make that decision now. But I will arrange a time for you to work with her every day; spontaneous bonds should be encouraged.”
“Do I begin today? I don’t know exactly…”
“Your training in the Star-Fire energy use will start today. You already know Evan, so we’ll use him as instructor. All right?”
He smiled at her, dark eyes glowing, and she thought her mother couldn’t have been more wrong. Galt was obviously a kind person; she couldn’t imagine his being cruel.
“I’d like you to listen to Amy’s interview tape when you get settled in,” Galt said.
“Interview tape?”
“Oh, not with Amy—about her. After the staff meets a new child I have them in one at a time to discuss their reaction to the child. Amy…” He paused and frowned. “Well, we’ll talk about her again when you’ve heard the tape and when you’ve formed your own views.”
“Fine,” she said and rose from her chair.
“One more thing—I have the only telephone at Star-Fire. Something of a nuisance and we’re going to have other lines coming in eventually, but at present that’s it. Feel free to use the phone at any time.”
So it was Galt who had answered the phone last night when she’d called Evan. “Thank you,” she said.
“You might stop by and see Evan; he’s free this morning. Do you know where he lives?”
Danica nodded.
She found Evan in his house two doors away. “Galt sent me over,” Danica told him. “He wants you to be my instructor.”
“So you’re one of us?”
“Well—I’ll try to be.” She smiled at Evan tentatively, half expecting the rejection she’d felt last night, but he smiled back warmly and she realized anew what a good-looking man he was.
“I’m glad. I’ve hoped all along we could work together. You know, Sagittarius and Gemini are opposite signs. I’m a Gemini, your alter ego.”
Gemini. The Twins. Did that mean Evan was two people, one friendly, one distant? Nor did she remember telling him she was a Sagittarius. She gave herself a mental shake. No reason to act like Melantha, finding omens where none existed.
“I don’t know enough about astrology to know if opposite signs are compatible or not,” she said.
“Frequently they are,” he said.
“Why all the emphasis on astrology here?”
“That’s why we’re Star-Fire. Astrology and the light energy working together. The children have their horoscopes worked out, too, so we can determine the optimum times for them to accept the energy.”
She said nothing.
“It works. You’ll see, we’ll make a complete believer of you.” He grinned at her. “No better time to start than now. Let’s see—suppose you tell me all you’ve learned of the light-fire, how many of the energies you’ve mastered. Then you can try some of the techniques on me and maybe I can judge how far along the pathway you’ve gotten.”
“White Energy,” she said, “Cosmic Father, Radiant Warrior, Left Hand of the Physician, Right Hand of the Physician.” As usual when she recited the names, a farcical feeling pervaded her. It wasn’t that she hadn’t seen the energy work—she had. She could believe in the energy itself, but the names were something else.
“The healing five,” Evan said. “Very good. You’ll need a few more, but those are enough for a start. Now