Jesse blinked at her. Several times. The kind of blinking that spoke just as clearly as words that said he was having a hard time processing what she was saying. He lifted his hand to his head again, and pinched at the bridge of his nose.
"Okay."
She seemed like a rational person. Looks could be deceiving, he knew that, but she had to know that was crazy talk. Magic was not real. There was no way a person could go from New York to Indiana in the blink of an eye. Especially considering he'd been performing at the time.
So what other explanation was there? There wasn't one, now that he could think of. It had to be magic, but how could it be? Could Benji have done this somehow? And if so, where was Benji now?
"Assuming I buy into the whole magic explanation, which I don't, what now?"