What is it about a death that leaves those remaining at the mercy of time? A single moment, the release of a life, sending ripples through the universe. She hadn"t contrived her visit to coincide with the first anniversary of her aunt"s passing. Even if she had wanted to, with all of the organising involved—the scheduling of holiday leave, the booking of flights, the itinerary arranged to accommodate the wishes of her companion—such a feat of temporal intersection would have been impossible to pull off. Although another part of her couldn"t resist wondering if some entity hadn"t orchestrated the entire trip to serve some hidden agenda of its own. It was the part of her that felt connected to her great-grandmother, Katharine, who had died the day she was born.
That it was exactly a year si
