46
I did what I knew how to do. Calmed my mind, calmed my breath, pictured myself flying over the vast sea of vibration, feeling for any kind of sign of Halli, some hint of energy, a tug, a ripple, anything to tell me she was there.
Nothing. She was lost to me. As lost as I was to her.
It didn’t matter that I had one hour of complete peace. Didn’t matter that Daniel lowered the lights, that Red soothed me with his steady snores, that Daniel held my hand when I asked him to and sat there beside me protecting me and making me feel safe. I did everything I could think of, but still none of it worked. I couldn’t make the connection no matter what I tried.
Finally I had to admit defeat.
Daniel turned up the lights again, then came back to sit at my bedside. We didn’t need to speak. We both
