I'm Charlotte Boggs and this is my story. It's also Gran's story and Mom's--and Nancy's too. Now that I'm in college, I want to write down what's happened and try to make sense of it. The thing is, Gran, Mom, Nancy, and me--we've all got power. We can talk telepathically, and we can enter the minds of some people and make them do things. But what good is that? I'd rather be normal because having power is not much fun. But I have used it to help people. I helped Mom escape a drug dealer. So I'm guess I'm glad I have power.