UPON SEAN’S LAP, WITH his arms holding me near, I ate a fresh plate of eggs with bacon. The biggest contrast between a usual mealtime and that one was that the speed at which I shoved in each mouthful almost matched everyone else’s.
“Why a week?” I asked after minutes of quiet.
They all paused in their munching.
“Four days last time.” I frowned as soon as the words came out.
Sean sat up straighter behind me. “Did you dream that?”
“No.”
“Then, how—?”
“I’ve no idea.”
“We think it took that long because of the hint of it you already had in your system,” Nathan said. I opened my mouth to argue, but he cut in. “We know it was there—I’ve already told you we could smell it. Plus, your body reacted like you’d overdosed.”
A frown crept across my brow.
“It was touch and go for the first fe
