Chapter 182: Shields Down

FINALLY, ZANDER LET THE matter of Zena's party go. "Tru, tell me about your dream last night."

I jumped at the chance to move away from that subject. Somehow we were able to multitask Mr. Mac's lecture and our conversation. I told Zander about the dream of Uriel and Caroline. I still didn't remember very much about the family I'd been born into, but the dream felt comfortable, like an old t-shirt. It fit as if it belonged to me, like a real memory. So, while I didn't feel a strong connection to the people in the dream, I did experience an emotional link to the moment itself.

"I don't even know my brother's name," I said. "You'd think I'd remember his name if it was true."

The vision I'd had at the Efoti's cabin had revealed my sister's name. It was a mouthful. Shannandoah. I tried to recall her nickname for me. It had sounded funny with her little kid accent ... something like "Dweah."

My spine snapped straight as if someone had stuck me with a pin. In last night's strange black