Simon! My boy;
There’s so much I could say, but I shall keep this brief.
Happy 18th Birthday son . I hope you have enjoyed yourself today or will enjoy the day as the case may be. I wish I were there to see what sort of man you are now
The reason why I am writing this letter to you and what I am about to tell you may seem hard to believe, but I have come to realise the truth of it. You are special.
I do not know, from where our family has got a unique heritage, I didn’t believe it myself when as a child my Grandfather told me stories. However I realized he told the truth, when you were born.
I’m rambling I’m sorry. Our male family ancestors have had mental abilities; what you might call telepathy, but much more. The ability to manipulate others thoughts and control them even. It has been hidden within the males of our family, and for several generations we have lacked the ability to use it, but when you were born, I knew you would have control over this ability.
The ability should have begun to manifest itself around this, your 22nd birthday, you will be weak for at least for a week, while your body adjusts to it’s new power, after which it will pass.
This ability though has limitations. If used excessively it will cause a physical exhaustion more severe than you are going through at this time, so use it with caution. It also requires a bond so to speak to be formed with your target in order to manipulate them.
I’m sorry I can’t offer more information, as I didn’t truly believe this existed and remember little of what I was told. Look after your mother and sister, as they don’t know of your abilities and its up to you if wish to reveal it to them.
Good luck with your life son and may your powers bring you good fortune and much happiness
your dad,
Greg
As Simon sits and rereads the letter several times, the amazing but believable words of his dad.
After a few minutes he remembers the other smaller envelope. As he picks it up and quickly opens it, He sees inside is a wad of cash and another short note.
Oh yeah, I couldn’t forget your birthday present could I? Enjoy it.
‘$500. Not bad thanks dad’ says Simon to himself as he counts the money smiling.
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