Jayson closes the journal with a dull thump, breaking Twyla’s astonished silence.
“Incredible!” Jayson says.
“It’s… I can’t… unbelievable!” Twyla says, springing from the sofa with her fingers pressed to her lips.
The bone choker. Mom found Grams’ relics.
The bone choker. Mom found Grams’ relics.Placing her hands on her hips, she paces from one end of the settee and back, glancing at the snow-covered window. “Skylar dug up Tessa’s bone choker and tomahawk in the backyard this morning.”
“She did?” Jayson asks in a high voice, as if her discovery solidified their assumption of time travel, erasing any lingering doubt.
“When I woke from sleepwalking, I caught sight of her from the window. Later, I found the relics in Skylar’s office desk. Well, Mystik led me to them,” she says, pacing i
