Chapter 232.The Return
SEDONA
The family services office smelled like carpet cleaner and stale coffee. It was a room designed for no particular person, but it belonged to anyone. I had been sitting in the chair Adaeze had asked me to sit for eleven minutes. I had stayed quietly and had my hands flat on my knees.
Then the door opened. Nick came in slightly ahead of the supervisor, just by half a step. He maintained the gap of a child who walked fast when he knew exactly where he was going and wasn't going to let an adult's pace slow him down.
He saw me, and everything slowed. I had been told this happened. Dr. Mitchell had a name for it. It is something about the nervous system compressing time around significant input. But I had not understood it until I watched Nick's face do several
