"Especially when it's coming from your own brain, so your heart and brain try to argue." Sarah knew she often had said arguments aloud. And wasn't sure who heard what, and when. "I know I should give up. That I should just accept that they're back where they're supposed to be... but my heart says... It says not to give up." She looked away, batting her lashes as she battled the tears. "Uncle Jake came to check on me so often when Harry vanished. When Mom vanished."
She gave him a watery smile. "Everyone in your family is still here right?" She hadn't got anymore alarms.