19
“He’s been away for a long time,” Hayley said anxiously, her gaze moving toward the clock on the far wall. She’d been counting the minutes; Levi had been in his trance — or whatever you wanted to call it — for almost forty-five minutes now.
“Time can move differently on other planes,” Angela replied. She had been watching Levi almost the entire time, but now she shifted her weight to the back of the chair where she sat, and looked over at her husband. “How long was I gone when I went to the world with the shining river?”
Connor tilted his head to one side. Unlike the other times Hayley had seen him, his longish dark hair now lay loose on his shoulders, and it seemed to make the Navajo blood in his features more apparent, accentuating the high cheekbones and the long, sculpted nose. “
