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How can I protect myself if the visions start coming to me willy-nilly?”
    â€œI’m worried, too. When I have a vision, this reality is eclipsed by what I’m seeing in my mind. I’m unaware of anything happening around me until it’s over.”
    Loni nodded. “I normally zone out for only a few seconds. This time the teapot almost boiled dry. I’m guessing fifteen minutes, give or take, and the only thing I’d touched was Hannah.”
    â€œThis is very serious, Loni. Until it stops, you shouldn’t go out.”
    â€œI can’t do that, Gram. They just finished remodeling my shop this week, and I’m right in the middle of moving in. I’d like to get open for business as fast as possible.”
    â€œYou have the proceeds from the sale of your house to cover you financially until you get the shop opened. A couple more weeks won’t send you into bankruptcy.”
    â€œTrue, but needlessly squandering my capital doesn’t make good business sense.”
    â€œIt’s dead you’ll be if you’re behind the wheel of a car when a sicht veesion blinds you!”
    Aislinn MacDuff had lived in the States for most of her adult life and had lost nearly all her Scottish accent. She backslid only when she grew extremely upset or angry. The fact that she’d used the phrase sicht vession , a Scottish term for vision, suggested just how agitated she was.
    Loni sank onto a chair. “Maybe I’m overreacting and it won’t happen again.”
    â€œNonsense. This man, Clint Harrison—”
    â€œHarrigan,” Loni corrected.
    â€œHarrigan, then. He’s clearly someone you were destined to meet.”
    â€œGram, you need to calm down. Getting upset this way isn’t good for your heart.”
    â€œMy heart is perfectly fine.” Even so, Aislinn took an audible breath and released it slowly. She sounded calmer when she continued speaking. “You’ve dreamed of this man for years. It only stands to reason that you’re linked to him in some way we can’t comprehend. I think that’s why you’re having visions without touching anything to bring them on—because the spiritual bond between you is so strong and a paranormal force of some kind is at work.”
    A paranormal force? Loni cupped a hand over her eyes and barely stifled a groan. Her grandmother was a wonderful person, but sometimes she got a little carried away.
    â€œYou’re getting worked up again, Gram.”
    â€œI love you, child. When I think you’re in danger, I can’t help but get worked up.”
    â€œI know. But I won’t be in danger. I’ll be very careful.”
    â€œThe way I see it, you have only one choice. And I’ll tell you right now, you aren’t going to like it.”
    â€œI’m listening.”
    â€œYou have to go to this Harrigan fellow and tell him what you’ve seen. Chances are he won’t believe you, and he may even toss you out on your ear. But at least you’ll have done your best to save the child. Once you’ve done that, I’m guessing the visions will stop.”
    Loni’s hand clenched on the phone. “I can’t just knock on his door, Gram! He’d see my face. There has to be a way for me to contact him anonymously.”
    â€œHe won’t pay any heed unless you confront him in person.”
    â€œHe probably won’t pay any heed then, either.”
    â€œIn that case, he isn’t likely to tell many people, and you will have fulfilled your obligation to the child. Having the sight doesn’t come without some measure of responsibility, you know.”
    â€œWhat about me, Gram? I know that sounds selfish, but what about me? What about my having a life?”
    â€œI know you went through hell the last time you tried to intervene. I also know that your mother wants you to bury yourself down there in Crystal Falls and never acknowledge your gift