Jordan watched the girl go, and slowly shook his head mournfully. "We all make mistakes," He whispered to himself. "And no one should blame another." But he knew that Clover was wrong about the gifted not killing for no reason. He had used to live up in the mountains with his parents and his little brother and big sister, and they were friends with the gifted until one of them snuck into their cottage one night and killed Jordan's parents. Their screams would forever be imprinted in his mind.