“Justin?”
“Justinian,” she said with a lot of pain. “Your grandfather. He always wished to know if he had any grandchildren, if he could perhaps meet them. He would have been delighted to see you.”
“I … think I saw him.”
Blood flushed Sybil’s face. Her eyes widened.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to frighten you,” Sapiens quickly said. “I’ve been seeing strange … things for some time now. I suppose you have something to do with it. I must ask: were you truly speaking to me or am I losing my mind?”
“I was,” Sybil cleared her throat. She hesitated. “W-What did you see?”
“Dad, Mom, you,” he said, “but you looked … different.”
“Younger,” she corrected.
Sapiens smiled politely. “And there was a man. He looked older than me, but he and I looked alike, so maybe that was … Grandpa.”
Sybil nodded,
