“What?” I said in response to Estrella’s command to lock the door to her house.
With her lack of patience for me, she headed for the door and locked it herself. I got off the couch in alarm, glaring at her when she stood there and stared at me suspiciously.
“What do you want?” I demanded.
“It’s fine, Nailea. You don’t have to panic. Just…sit back down as carefully as you can.” Her voice told me that she was trying extremely hard to sound calm, but there was nothing calm about her demeanor.
“Just tell me what’s going on so we can avoid this jumping around each other and really figure out what to do next,” I snapped.
“I just had a vision,” she finally admitted. I wasn’t quite sure what to do with that information except to ask her even more questions.
“What kind of vision?” I asked.
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