CHAPTER 51Images of Hannah swam into view, as the green light within the faceted walls coalesced. Mara’s breath caught in her throat. Dozens of little girls, all Hannah, stepped from the glassy confines of the crystalline walls and stood next to Ping, as he sat on the floor facing Mara. Her heart pounded as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. What is going on?
Mara’s head turned from one side of Ping to the other, then looking into the faces of her niece, attempting to divine what all this meant. A flick of Ping’s eye, just a twitch, but a clear movement stopped her cold. The red shiny glint brightened. He was becoming unstuck in Time. Through gritted teeth, Mara stared at him and said, “Not yet.”
The emerald latticework of jeweled walls collapsed in a brilliant flash. Holdin
