I tried phoning James again and he answered the third time. “How is she?” I asked him, knowing that he wasn’t at home. He would spend every minute at the hospital with her.
“She’s still asleep. I feel so angry and guilty because I couldn’t protect her. I couldn’t even protect our child,” he said. His voice was filled with anguish and I wished I could change everything about that day.
“I’m sorry,” I said. What else could I say? Nothing could change the way he was feeling now and blaming himself was part of the healing process.
“When do I have to be at the house?” he asked.
“You really don’t have to be here, James,” I answered him.
“No. I need to know what Karani saw when she looked at Shoran’s memories.” James was adamant, and I knew that nothing I said would keep him away.
“An hour,”
