I felt his hands squirm in mine and released them. Opening my eyes, I saw his head turn to look behind and then above him. He stood up.
“Where is that coming from? Are you doing that?”
“Yes.” I smiled and stood in front of him, keeping the gust constant. I raked the hair from my face and lifted my chin, letting the cool air engulf me.
“What about the hum? Like in my head?”
I let go of my pull on the air. My heart felt like it was flying. I had never heard such wonderful words in my life. He was a witch, and he did have magic. “You can feel that?”
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