The City of Mirrors Page 240

Her answer comes in a whisper. “Yes.”

“And Peter. Peter most of all. ‘Peter Jaxon, Beloved Husband.’ ”

“Yes.”

Logan cups her chin and gently raises her face. “It was a world you gave us, Amy. Do you see? We are your children. Your children, come home.”

A quiet moment passes—a holy moment, Logan thinks, for within it he experiences an emotion entirely new to him. It is the feeling of a world, a reality, expanding beyond its visible borders, into a vast unknown; and likewise does he believe that he—that everyone, the living and the dead and those yet to come—belong to this greater existence, one that outstrips time. That is why he has come: to be an agent of this knowledge.

“Will you do something for me?” he asks.

She nods. Their time together will be brief; Logan knows this. A day, a night, perhaps no more.

“Tell me the story, Amy.”

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