EXTRACT: CH 45 Signal

Catherine took her hand off the window and felt the jacket again. She turned to Shanti and smiled through her tears. She felt the loops subsiding, growing gentler and unwinding. She was breathing heavily. She heard the voices get fainter and fainter until the whisper If this didn’t happen, then this could’ve happened, then that, then this ... faded into silence. “Shanti,” she said, “Let me tell you a story. It’s the true story.” She put her hand on her heart. “Emet Adoni.”