“What am I supposed to be doing?” Penny was moving past merely annoyed to extremely irritated. If there was a point to this exercise other than to feel like a dork, she didn’t know what it was.
“You’re supposed to be relaxing,” Torin said.
“And concentrating,” Ronan added.
“Well, it’s not working,” Penny snapped.
“Because you’re not relaxing,” Torin said in as close to a neutral tone as he could manage.
“Or concentrating,” Ronan said, not bothering to hide his amusement.
Penny bit her lips and continued trying to relax and concentrate at the same time.
They had explained it to her in greater detail than she would have liked, and she understood what they wanted her to do, but the idea of trying to break into someone else’s mind sounded silly beyond belief.
Only, her sister had been
