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“Okay.”
 
Meadow Lark had come out of the memory playback, and was gazing back at Tempest with an unreadable expression. Instead of lurching, or crying out as Tempest had sometimes done in the past when viewing this memory, Meadow simply sat up slowly and opened her eyes. Strangely, her face was impassive.
 
Still wary, Tempest sat down across from her. “What do you mean, okay?”
 
“Let’s go save your Mom.”
 
Meadow sounded so matter-of-fact, it was startling. Tempest couldn’t believe her ears.

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