‘Sandra’s right, Easton,’ Elle
says.
I press my fingers to my temples.
Another decision. And once again I’m asked to decide people’s futures when I
don’t even know my own.
‘How about this,’ I suggest. ‘We
take everyone to Yates’s house. We can travel a couple of miles down the road
so Windermere doesn’t notice any activity there if she’s watching or she can in
fact do that. Then us three go to find Graham.’
Sandra nods. She still frowns but
her nod shows some sign of agreement.
‘Sounds like a plan,’ Elle says.
‘Now, who’s going to explain to this lot how to travel?’
‘How about you explain it to me
and I’ll show them?’ Sandra suggests.
I launch into the explanation of
travelling, how we can step through the fabric of the universe as if we were
crossing miles in less than a second. I
explain the Edge and how you can be falling and know you’re moving forward at
the same time. I don’t mention that we can revisit our own memories. One step
at a time.
‘And you’re sure this is safe?’
she says.
‘Everyone does it,’ Elle replies.
‘That doesn’t necessarily mean
it’s safe or a good idea.’
‘Trust us, it’s safe. We’ll all
go together the first time.’
Sandra looks dubious. ‘Are you
sure there’s no other way? We all just got here in a similar way and lost most
of our party.’ She looks down for a second as though she’s just realised what
she said. ‘It’ll be hard to convince people to do the same thing again.’
‘It’ll be this or walking,’ Yates
says. ‘And it’s a long way from here.’
Sandra acquiesces
and we cross to the group. As we reach them, Sandra picks up the pace.
‘Where
are Richard and Beth?’ she asks. She casts around. ‘And Fernando?’
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