through the same thing—voices would come into her head like she was getting a phone call from the universe, and she’d drop everything to do whatever was needed. “They’re guiding you, Jazzy,” Grandma had said over and over again. “These voices, you get them for a reason.” She also said every person on the planet had the potential to get them, but few did. And if Jazzy did as the voices asked, wondrous things would happen. If she ignored them, she’d never know
