Both Grace and Hope came out of their meditation together.
Hope looked at Grace and asked, “Grace, how long have you been here?”
“I’ve no idea,” said Grace. “You looked like you were deep in meditation and so I just sat quietly and had a meditation myself, which, I might add, turned out to be very strange.”
Grace looked into her lap. Should she tell Hope what she saw? It was nothing bad, so why not?
“I was transported back in time to a place quite like Springfields,” said Grace, “and someone who looked very much like you was there.”
Hope gasped.
“What is it, Hope? Do you know something about this?” asked Grace.
Hope didn’t know whether she should just tell Grace what had been going on; she needed to talk to someone other than Alana and Quinn.
“Yes, Grace, you’re right,” said Hope.
