Tara is shaking my arm gently. “You stopped reading,” she says. “Another branchback?”
“Two. Lorcan and Tommy. I’m completely sure the problem isn’t with Lorcan. This time, his memories were clear and coherent, not walled-off at all.”
I spot the cards on the table, and suddenly I’m doubled over laughing. “So that’s what those cards are all about!”
“You know, that whole thing was really pissing me off until Quennel explained it to me. I look at it a little differently now.”
“Quennel explained it? I don’t remember that.”
“Here,” she says, handing me the datapad. “I’ll jump ahead just a bit. It’s in this entry.”