LOOKS LIKE
LiLY'S POV
Day three.
"Again."
"Harper I've done it fourteen times."
"Fifteen is the number my grandmother documented as the threshold where muscle memory begins to form." She didn't look up from the journal. "Fourteen is not fifteen."
"What happens at fifteen."
"The sixteenth attempt becomes easier than the first." She looked up. "Which means the fifteenth is the hardest one. So."
"So."
"So again."
I found the heat then held it before reaching it.
Dara was on the south wall today. Further than before. Harper had been moving her incrementally further each session without announcing it, which I'd only noticed on day two when the reach had taken longer and I'd asked and Harper had said good you noticed and written something down.
Stop.
Dara stopped.
The headache came
