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“It’s why I can’t have any devices in the café,” Christine explains. “I can feel every vibration moving through the air in such a small space. It makes me want to jump out of my skin. I can’t bear it more than a few seconds.”
“The plants are good for her,” Olga says. “They dampen the noise and vibration.”
Christine nods.
“What did you see?” I ask Daniel.
“Nothing,” he says. “The three of you held hands and closed your eyes. And then suddenly you were screaming.”
No wonder he was so concerned. Seeing me disappear the few times I did was probably more relaxing.
“Christine,” I say, “can you please explain to me how you did it? How did you find us?”
Because we are an “us”—Halli and me. This whole time I’ve been thinking of myself over here as me, alone without her. But just that bri
