“Your name is Adara. It’s all right if you don’t remember it. I’ll keep saying it until you do. And just as your mind went skittering in every direction trying to find me, so did my heart go wandering trying to find you. Look here. I even drew a map. ‘She is here, she is here, she is here.’ ” Luna closed the journal and looked into Adara’s face. “You are here, you are here, you are here. And so am I.”
