"So tomorrow you'll come?" Lysandra asked. It was the day after her conversation with Ismene, and she perched on the windowsill of Cale's studio, looking on the front room where he Recoded memories. She had asked him about his meeting with Ismene at the Ferry estate.

"I'll try," Cale answered.

"Can you find your way there?"

"I believe so."

Lysandra's eyes drifted to the chair where she had sat so many times, some of those times for Recoding and some simply because ...