“I’m seeing you in the future and casting a vision of that future here within the mirror for us to look at. This is a memory of us for you, but for us, it is real. It is the now,” she explained, though that only made my mind twist up in knots. “Merissa,” my father whispered, his gaze fixed on my face in terror and hope. “Can I truly speak with her?” “Yes, but remember what I told you,” my mother said, her features turning grave. “What did you tell him?” I asked and she looked back at me with pain in her eyes. “That we are speaking to you at a time of great need. I cannot see all of what ails
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