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winter logs. The carpets smelled musty but not too musty. Just enough for an old, lived in house.
    Jonathan had brought the sandwiches, and the gang was chowing down.
    “It’s worse than we thought,” Michael said between bites. “She’s twelve, but she doesn’t remember anything she learned. She thinks this is the real world and…” his voice trailed off. “Paul is here.”
    “How is that possible?” asked Lu, biting her lip.
    “She must have manifested him unconsciously,” Jonathan cautiously offered. “Since she’s kind of lost at the moment , her unconscious is doing the driving.” The subject of Paul always made them melancholy.
    Michael tried to lift their spirits adding, “She’s into the adventures though, like she always was. So we just have to speed things up a bit. Teach her at a faster pace.”
    “Can she take that?” asked Trina, sinking into a deep leather chair that let out moans of distress.
    “Look for signs of fear,” said Michael. “If you see any, we’ll back off a bit until she’s at equilibrium.”
    “There’s something else,” said Jonathan.
    The group turned and looked at Jonathan. He was sitting at the astral desk, spinning around in the chair acting his astral age, but his voice sounded serious.
    He stood up. “You’re forgetting the reason this all started. Brandon disappeared in the real world without any of us lifting a finger, or anyone else that we know of. It’s possible that Mira being lost now, or driven by her unconscious, as Michael puts it, could have consequences in the real world.”
    The room was silent at this thought.
    “We’re in big effing trouble,” said Zac, the first one to speak.
    “No shit,” said Trina. “I knew something like this was bound to happen. It’s just been too long since we were all adept at this.”
    “Except Jonathan,” interjected Lu.
    Jonathan held up his hands and motioned for everyone to calm down. “Slow down there. I’m just bringing this up as a possibility for awareness. We don’t know anything for sure. But we do know a three-year-old somehow disappeared and reappeared using his real body without any of us knowing about it.”
    Onie looked at the dying fire. She still hadn’t forgotten—”What are we going to do about Paul?”
    “Nothing,” said Michael. “It’s too precarious. We’ll have to see how Mira herself resolves it and be there to assist.”
    “Does anyone want the last sandwich?” asked Zac, with it already in hand.
    The entire group turned and stared at him with disgust.
    “Hey,” he said, his mouth now full of bread, “I’m a growing twelve-year-old!”
    “I believe it,” said Onie.
    “I have a suggestion,” said Trina.
    Michael and Jonathan looked at her with expectation. Trina could always be counted on for practical ideas.
    “I suggest since Mira is so wrapped up here, that some of us stay here, even at night. Maybe take turns. I’m thinking that maybe one or two of us might be able to key into her dreams here or find her astrally. Like Michael is able to do with her location.”
    “I think we can all probably key into her location after all these years,” said Jonathan. “But dreams—that’s a good idea, Trina. Her dreams here are often her astral body just wandering. Is there anyone that can’t take turns?”
    No one said anything.
    “Okay,” said Jonathan. “The only thing I ask is that my turn not be tonight. I have a prior commitment that I need to take care of.”
    “More important that Mira?” accused Michael.
    “No, Michael,” said Jonathan gently. “Something that I think might help.”
    Michael was too tired to argue. Keeping up with everyone and holding together the realities of both worlds was taxing. He could feel Mira’s mind helping, but she was unstable. The brunt of the work keeping up the astral reality to look like replicas of the crucial areas was up to him and Jonathan. Not to mention at twelve, he was having a more difficult time keeping his