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of you.”
“You’re right in front of me.”
“I see you have the Winchester penchant for arguing,” Calvin said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I shouldn’t be surprised. That’s the one thing that never skips a generation.”
“There’s comfort in familiarity,” I offered.
“My Tillie says that when she wants to win an argument,” Calvin said. “I guess your Tillie does, too.”
“How do we wake her?” I asked. “When we find her, I mean, how do we wake her? We can’t even wake ourselves.”
“That’s because you’re not meant to leave yet,” Calvin replied. “When you’re meant to leave, you’ll know it. You have a job to do first.”
“Wake Aunt Tillie,” I surmised. “I don’t know how to do that, though. You have to help me.”
“I can’t help you,” Calvin said. “You have to do this one on your own. There’s a reason you’re the one she called here. I’m not sure she realized she was doing it. It doesn’t matter now. You have to do this now. There are no other options.”
“Do what?” I was beyond confused.
“Don’t let her stay here, Bay,” Calvin said, repeating a mantra that was starting to grow wearying. “It’s very important.”
“Okay,” I said. “Tell me where she is and I’ll figure out a way to wake her.”
“She’s right over there,” Calvin said, inclining his chin.
This time when I focused on the trees I could see her. She was hiding in the shadows, her face unreadable, but there she was. “Can she see us?”
“Of course.”
“Will she listen to me?”
“Of course not,” Calvin said. “You’re stronger than you know, Bay. I believe you can do what needs to be done if you set your mind to it. Rely on Captain Kirk here. He’ll help you. When your strength fails, his won’t. When his strength fails, yours won’t. That’s why you’re such a good match.”
“Like you and Aunt Tillie?” I had no idea why I asked the question.
“Exactly like us,” Calvin said. “Now go. She needs you.”
LANDON remained close but let me take the lead as we moved toward Aunt Tillie, sticking his finger through my belt loop to make sure we weren’t separated. He was terrified of being jolted into separate memories. I didn’t think that would happen, but I couldn’t promise him that it wouldn’t so I let him be.
Aunt Tillie leveled her gaze at me when we approached. “What are you doing here, Bay?”
“You brought me here,” I said. “You brought both of us here. Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?”
“How did I bring you here?” Aunt Tillie looked legitimately puzzled.
“I don’t know for sure,” I said. “I think you did it subconsciously, because we were asleep in the hospital room with you. I know it hurt getting hit on the head, but you can go back now. The doctors have you on pain medication. It will be okay.”
“I’m good here.”
“But … you need to go home,” I argued. “I’m sure everyone is terrified waiting for you. We need you to wake up.”
“I don’t think that’s true, Bay,” Aunt Tillie said, focusing on Calvin. “You’re an adult now. Your mothers needed me when they were young, but they’re good. You guys never needed me. I think I’m going to stay here.”
I frowned. “No, you’re not.”
“Don’t tell me what to do,” Aunt Tillie said, snapping her eyes to me. “This is my mind. These are my memories. I want to stay here.”
“But … why?”
“Because it’s better here,” Aunt Tillie replied, shrugging. “Calvin is here. Ginger is here. You’ll be fine without me.”
“Don’t say that,” I hissed. “We’re not better off without you. We need you.”
“You have Landon,” Aunt Tillie said. “He’s your Calvin. You should understand what I’m telling you.”
I exchanged a brief look with Landon, but he didn’t have a solution either. “Aunt Tillie … .”
“Aunt Tillie, you need to go home with us,” Landon interjected. “Calvin told us to come
“You’re right in front of me.”
“I see you have the Winchester penchant for arguing,” Calvin said, pinching the bridge of his nose. “I shouldn’t be surprised. That’s the one thing that never skips a generation.”
“There’s comfort in familiarity,” I offered.
“My Tillie says that when she wants to win an argument,” Calvin said. “I guess your Tillie does, too.”
“How do we wake her?” I asked. “When we find her, I mean, how do we wake her? We can’t even wake ourselves.”
“That’s because you’re not meant to leave yet,” Calvin replied. “When you’re meant to leave, you’ll know it. You have a job to do first.”
“Wake Aunt Tillie,” I surmised. “I don’t know how to do that, though. You have to help me.”
“I can’t help you,” Calvin said. “You have to do this one on your own. There’s a reason you’re the one she called here. I’m not sure she realized she was doing it. It doesn’t matter now. You have to do this now. There are no other options.”
“Do what?” I was beyond confused.
“Don’t let her stay here, Bay,” Calvin said, repeating a mantra that was starting to grow wearying. “It’s very important.”
“Okay,” I said. “Tell me where she is and I’ll figure out a way to wake her.”
“She’s right over there,” Calvin said, inclining his chin.
This time when I focused on the trees I could see her. She was hiding in the shadows, her face unreadable, but there she was. “Can she see us?”
“Of course.”
“Will she listen to me?”
“Of course not,” Calvin said. “You’re stronger than you know, Bay. I believe you can do what needs to be done if you set your mind to it. Rely on Captain Kirk here. He’ll help you. When your strength fails, his won’t. When his strength fails, yours won’t. That’s why you’re such a good match.”
“Like you and Aunt Tillie?” I had no idea why I asked the question.
“Exactly like us,” Calvin said. “Now go. She needs you.”
LANDON remained close but let me take the lead as we moved toward Aunt Tillie, sticking his finger through my belt loop to make sure we weren’t separated. He was terrified of being jolted into separate memories. I didn’t think that would happen, but I couldn’t promise him that it wouldn’t so I let him be.
Aunt Tillie leveled her gaze at me when we approached. “What are you doing here, Bay?”
“You brought me here,” I said. “You brought both of us here. Shouldn’t I be asking you that question?”
“How did I bring you here?” Aunt Tillie looked legitimately puzzled.
“I don’t know for sure,” I said. “I think you did it subconsciously, because we were asleep in the hospital room with you. I know it hurt getting hit on the head, but you can go back now. The doctors have you on pain medication. It will be okay.”
“I’m good here.”
“But … you need to go home,” I argued. “I’m sure everyone is terrified waiting for you. We need you to wake up.”
“I don’t think that’s true, Bay,” Aunt Tillie said, focusing on Calvin. “You’re an adult now. Your mothers needed me when they were young, but they’re good. You guys never needed me. I think I’m going to stay here.”
I frowned. “No, you’re not.”
“Don’t tell me what to do,” Aunt Tillie said, snapping her eyes to me. “This is my mind. These are my memories. I want to stay here.”
“But … why?”
“Because it’s better here,” Aunt Tillie replied, shrugging. “Calvin is here. Ginger is here. You’ll be fine without me.”
“Don’t say that,” I hissed. “We’re not better off without you. We need you.”
“You have Landon,” Aunt Tillie said. “He’s your Calvin. You should understand what I’m telling you.”
I exchanged a brief look with Landon, but he didn’t have a solution either. “Aunt Tillie … .”
“Aunt Tillie, you need to go home with us,” Landon interjected. “Calvin told us to come
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