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Mirabe had no inkling of what was tumbling through Delh’s mind. Once Delh settled into her
seat, Mirabe gracefully rolled up her sleeves, revealing slender fingers that found their way to
Delh’s temples, kneading them with an expertise that was neither too gentle nor too firm.
Mirabe’s touch was practiced, and any connoisseur in the room would have noticed that she targeted
major pressure points on Delh’s head with pinpoint uracy. She even dared to manipte a few
spots that many seasoned practitioners of alternative medicine would hesitate to approach.
Delh was initially just indulging her daughter, not wanting to hurt Mirabe’s feelings by refusing the
massage, but she hadn’t expected to feel such relief in just a short while. It was more soothing than her
regr sessions at the alternative medicine spa she’d been visiting for over a decade.
“Mira, have you been taking lessons or something? My headache’s almost gone with just your touch,”
Delh murmured with closed eyes, with a look of pure bliss on her face.
Mirabe’s hands continued their dance, her voice even, “I used to do this for Grandma quite often.”
That exined it. Delh didn’t question further, a proud smile ying on her lips. “My daughter’s just
amazing. I think you’re even better than those professionals down at the massage parlor.”
Mirabe’s gaze dropped, her longshes casting a veil over her eyes, “Have you been keeping up
with the remedies! gave youst time?”
“Absolutely, especially those fragrance pills. They smell so good, not at all overpowering. I feel like my
sleep quality’s improved a lot these past nights. Even your dad mentioned his insomnia’s been better,”
Delh recounted cheerfully.
“And that tincture gave you for internal use, you haven’t touched it, have you?” Mirabe’s voice was
very calm, and although it was a question, her tone conveyed a sense of certainty. Had Delh taken it,
today’s headache might have been averted.
Guiltily, Delh fidgeted with her dress before confessing in a small voice. “That medicine… it’s just so
bitter, I couldn’t bring myself to take it again after the first time.”
Mirabe sighed lightly, “Bitter potions often offer the best healing. You must take it.”
Feeling a pang in her heart at her daughter’s gentle chide, Delh hastened to reassure her, “I promise
I’ll take it regrly from now on, no matter how bitter.”
Mirabe withdrew her hands, “How do you feel now?”
Delh opened her eyes, rotating her neck almost instinctively, “It’s like magic – the pain’s gone, and I
feel refreshed.”
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Mirabe raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself that no one should be surprised by the efficacy of her
touch.
Turning to face her daughter, Delh’s curiosity piqued, “By the way, I overheard you talking to Emmitt
about somepetition this morning. Did you sign up for something?”
Mirabe gave a nod, her expression neutral “Just a dull prizeless event called the BrainSpark
Nationals.”
Delh, assuming it was just a trivial extracurricr contest, waved it off, “Well, just give it a go for the
experience.”
As Delh spoke, a flicker of irritation crossed her eyes – that Emmitt, making such a fuss over a small
contest with his sister this morning.
After a moment’s pause, Delh looked up again, “Can I find thispetition online?” Despite
Mirabe’s nonchnce about the event, Delh, as her mother, couldn’t help but show some interest.
Even though Mirabe didn’t understand why Delh was asking this, after some thought, she replied,
“I guess so. Just search for ‘BrainSpark Nationals.“”
“Alright,” Delh said, already pulling out her phone.
With a nce at her mother, Mirabe excused herself. “I’ll head back to my room then.”
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“Sure, go ahead,” Delh responded absently, her attention fixed on her phone as she rapidly typed in
‘Brainpark Nationals‘.