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“Maybe... just maybe I can help Blacky. Bardala, come hold
Anne, while I try to make Blacky better,” Tital said, while Bardala
dismounted Belleza and scooped up the girl into her arms.
“Here, why don’t you sit on Belleza, while my friend fixes
Blacky. Do you have a back yard?”
“Yes,” Anne said wiping away her tears.
Tital placed his hands on Blacky’s back, and Otherworld
energy flowed into the dog’s broken body. Tital could feel the
life force was almost gone in Blacky’s body. He would have to
pull it back into Blacky’s body.
The tired father and his brother got out of the truck to get a
closer look at what was happening, and to gather up the three
boys who were playing with Brilloso. They were ready to leave.
Life is all about energy. Maybe a better idea would be to call
it life force. While we can’t measure it, the force is like a flame.
We can see it, and we know it’s there. The big difference is that
we can’t bring it back when it crosses over to the Spirit world.
The finest gift Huracán gave Tital and Bardala was the gift of
controlling that life force. It was now flowing strongly back into
Blacky, healing his broken body. Repairing muscle tissue, blood
vessels, cuts, and making up for the lost blood. Months of
healing time compressed into only minutes. After all, as Ek
Chuah said, “What is time?”
“I already tried petting Blacky to make him well, but it didn’t
work,” Anne said to Bardala, while she watched Tital’s every
movement with both eyes.
Not knowing Tital was actually healing Blacky, the men
started gathering up the boys to leave.