She’d had another flash that morning. Not a horrible one, since it had only lasted for a few seconds before she was able to do her breathing exercises and force it out of her head. Also, because she was alone, she wasn’t hit with the sort of brilliant imprint she’d gotten from Colin’s mind when he was lying beside her, but only a kaleidoscopic impression of thoughts from those in the buildings within a hundred-yard radius. Luckily, most of those thoughts had been occupied with plans for the day or figuring out what to have for breakfast. It could have been a lot worse.
Still, she was worried by the episode, because she’d been doing her best to meditate each morning, do her yoga exercises on a mat in the middle of the living room. With December only a week away, the temperatures outside we
