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The first thing I had to do was clean my room. It’s one thing to let Lydia see it the way it normally is, but let my genetic double from another world see what a slob I am? No way.
I did what I could in half an hour, which is when we agreed we’d try again. Even though I told Halli it might take me a while to get into the meditation. It seems the harder I try to relax my brain, the harder it is to do.
But finally, sometime after midnight, I felt a pinch on my left big toe. I opened my eyes.
“Heya,” Halli said.
She looked around my room. The lighting was low so I could get in the meditative mood, but even with bad light you could still see the place was pretty shabby.
Halli wore the outfit I’d last seen her in at the campfire—her gray hiking pants, the blue sweater, and her dusty bo
