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channel closed gently as Tom called John and invited himself and his sister to stay with him starting the next night. Neither of them commented on the fact that they were moving to a much more crowded location. Mary looked relieved when they told her, and seemed surprised when Tom said, “You don’t mind if we leave most of our stuff here?”
                  Later, when they talked it over, Linda said, “At least she’s not kicking us out immediately.”
                  “She may not accept the fact that he’s dead,” Tom replied.
                  “I don’t. Not yet, at least.”
                  “He was always a realist and would want us to accept it. I mean, they found bodies. No one could have survived the crash. Remember how he was about Mom? He told us there was no hope,” Tom said.
                  “That was weeks later,” Linda protested. It was years later that she understood more of why her father didn’t believe her mother left voluntarily. The morning she disappeared, they made love, and once he thought about it when Linda could read his thoughts. Linda knew her father believed that they had a solid marriage based both on companionship and sex. Linda felt she was intruding by knowing about the sex, but she couldn’t turn off her telepathy.
                  “You mean you think he could be alive? Do you have a connection?”
                  “No, but that’s only good for a few miles at best.”
                  Sensing people was pretty constant, if they were within range, but actually reading them was limited to a few minutes a day, and the only people whose minds she could read were Tom, John, and Dad .

 
    CHAPTER 5
     
                  John found time to replace his cell phone. He reported his confiscated phone as lost, and arranged a new password for his voice mail on his landline. John was surprised at himself for automatically agreeing to let Linda and Tom stay with him. John tried to analyze why he did so. His apartment was small, and two guests seemed excessive, but John thought it natural they come. Tom slept on the floor in John’s bedroom on an air mattress he brought. Linda had the couch. In consideration of his recent injuries, both Tom and Linda vetoed John’s suggestion that he give up the bed to one of them. 
                  It felt right to have Tom and Linda with him, and John expected to object to the crowding, but didn’t. He didn’t understand why he didn’t resent the intrusion. He found he actually preferred them to be there than for him to be alone. It was not as if they gave him comfort, because he was comforting them.
                  Linda and Tom fielded a number of condolence phone calls from friends and calls from reporters. Some reporters called John as well, although he refused to give them any information. The next morning, they read the various articles about the crash and watched it on the news.
                  Cara called, saying abruptly, “There’s something on YouTube you should look at. I’ve emailed you the link.” She hung up before he could respond.
                  YouTube had a copy of a satellite phone call recorded during the plane crash. The passenger called a friend and let voicemail record the call. Much of it was unclear, but John had no trouble identifying the language in the background as Vigintees . There was a voice-over of a passenger saying four men boarded the airplane in midair and took a man off the plane.
                  While Tom and Linda questioned if this was fake, they recognized Arthur’s voice. Their attention quickly returned to the recording. Linda reached over and replayed the interrupted section.
                  After it finished, Tom said, “It’s Dad, but I don’t know what language he’s speaking.”
                  Linda