"Kerr,.Katharine.&.Martin.H.Greenberg.-.Enchanted.Forests.V2" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dragon Stories)

His mother looked at him sadly and told him to stop lying.
There was no such thing as magic. And those books were empty
anyway. The pages were all blank. She'd had to look when the
lawyers came in to check everything after he'd died.

The boy glared at his mother, calling her a stupid cow. For just
a moment, I thought I saw her pink dress tarn black and white.
Kevan was untrained, but pretty powerful.

I asked his mother if I could have a private chat with Kevan,
and she reluctantly agreed. Fortunately I at least look harmless.

Kevan refused to sit down when I suggested it. He stood in
front of me, arms crossed defensively.

I asked him how badly he wanted the magic to be real.

He turned away from me, but I could read the combined pain
and longing in the hunch of his shoulders and the way his arms
wrapped further around, to hug himself.

I told him about the Enchanted Forest, his father being miss-
ing for fifteen years, which told me, at any rate, that he must
have had very good reasons, quite likely his family, for not re-
turning home in all that time.

A small voice muttered that this was his dad's home, which at
least meant Kevan was listening to me.

I then offered, if he would consider leaving home, the chance
to become a wizard like his father. I admitted it would be diffi-
cult, and he'd have to lie to his mother about where the "board-
ing school" was, but he could come home anytime for vacations,
if he wanted.

He turned around and the fierceness of his glare as he
searched my face for falsehood made the gold I'd earned seem
an insignificant reward. This was the real reason I had become
an investigator. Hope is the most difficult, and the most reward-
ing thing anyone can search for.

It took some time, and he wasn't able to come with me
immediately, but I started his mother thinking about the idea of
sending him off to a special school. And I promised Kevan I'd
be back, with someone whoТd worked with his father.

When I turned The Corner back home, after telling Thomas
what happened, my eyes were more than a bit teary. I adore
happy beginnings.