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Devon told him everything that happened. Devon, the sticks are magical, Darren said. I think the drumsticks belonged to the drummer boy that played for baby Jesus, Darren said excitedly. Darren, you’re crazy, Devon retorted. The drumsticks are not magical. Sure, they are! How do you explain your miraculous recovery? Jesus must have blessed them or something and they healed you, Darren went on to explain his reasoning. So, why is the healing temporary, Devon asked impatiently. They went around and around on the topic, they debated for over an hour with no clear solution. You know what, Devon, I am going to stay up all night and video your transformation. And if it happens again, we will have a record of your change. Devon nodded his head in agreement. Darren watched Devon all night. When Devon woke, he was still able to walk straight without the limp and talk clearly. Darren and Devon reviewed the video and saw nothing. After breakfast, Devon and Darren went to their room to talk about what happened. There must be something that happens to you, that have you better than the other day, chimed Darren. They played the video over and over again, they played the Drummer boy song all night as well. Devon hails the sticks in his hand all day. I got, Darren said. It's not the drummer boy beat but the actual sticks. What are you talking about? Devon asked Darren, you keep rubbing your finger. You must have a piece of the wood lodged under your finger. That’s the magic. You must keep the drumsticks with you or you will start to get weak, Darren exclaimed as if he was Sherlock Holmes solving a case.
Darren ran into the bathroom and came out with a bandage. Open your hand, Darren said as he grabbed Devon’s wrist. What are you doing Darren, Devon asked? The piece of wood in your finger must be holy wood which is healing you. I am putting a band-aid over it, so you won’t lose it. Darren this is crazy, Devon said pulling his hand away from him. Maybe, said Darren but the fact is the wood is healing you and it’s great. Are you willing to take that chance? Yes, and he gave his hand back to Darren. Over the next few weeks, Devon kept that splinter covered and each morning he woke up whole and healthy. His health problems were diminishing. Now that Devon was better, he was able to attend the local public school with Darren. Devon started playing for the local high school and won many talents shows. By the time, he turned 18 years old, he was considered one of the most talented drummers in his town. Devon participated in several town festivities and started his own band called “Savant”. The Savant played in various counties. Darren worked as the band manager so he could keep an eye on his brother. Their sister, Carian joined the band later that year as a vocalist.