Twyla stands in the Grand Hall, oblivious to Charlie, Jayson, and Harrison lifting the balsam fir into the vintage cast-iron tree stand. Rampant mental chatter, images of ancestral relics, sacred stones, and Grams’ sketches beset her consciousness. Are the ruins beneath Twilight a conduit through time? Cristal’s words resound. “Tessa said the stones allowed her to visit her ancestor’s past lives.” Was she referring to visions or actual time travel? No, that’s complete science fiction, too far-fetched to digest. Time travel’s impossible… Isn’t it? Twyla’s face skews with fascination. Watery ghosts and morphing corridors occur only in sci-fi movies, but they happened at Twilight.
“Tessa said the stones allowed her to visit her ancestor’s past lives.”Ghosts. Reincarnation. Time Travel… Will
