Oh, God, she didn’t know how she felt about anything. “Excuse me, everyone. But I have to call my family.” She stood.

“Sit down.” Sparkle leaned over and picked up the phone from beside her. She passed it to Edge, who passed it to Cinn. “Call someone in your family now. I bet everyone’s okay. Airmid can be a bitch, but she wouldn’t bother laying waste to your town and family just out of petty revenge. I’m sure she’s happy with the rest of your family. They’ve been good little plant people.”

Cinn barely listened as she punched in Willow’s number with a finger that refused to stop trembling. She would’ve called her parents, but she didn’t want to upset them if nothing was wrong. She barely waited for her sister’s sleepy hello before speaking. “Are you okay? Is everyone in the family okay?”

There was puzzled silence for a moment on the other end of the line. “Sure. Shouldn’t they be? I talked to Mom and Dad before I went to bed, and no one’s called to say there were problems. Why?” There was another pause. “I just checked the time. If it’s late here, that means it’s even later in Texas. What’s going on?”

Okay, no reason to scare her sister. “I had a nightmare. Seemed a little too real for me. Something about a creepy-looking woman asking questions about the family. Nothing like that happened, did it?” She held her breath.

“Now that you mention it, there was someone asking about you.” Willow sounded more awake now. “A woman stopped at Dad’s greenhouse. Said she was an old friend.” She laughed. “Dad said after he told her you’d moved to Texas, she spent at least an hour hanging around and telling him what he was doing wrong with the plants. Strange thing is, Dad said she really knew her stuff.”

“Did she give a name?” Cinn had a death grip on the phone.

“Nope. She just told Dad maybe she’d run across you someday when she was passing through again.”

“Guess I overreacted to the dream.” Cinn tried to sound embarrassed.

“No problem, sis. How’s the new job going?”

“Great. Just great.” I’ve met a vampire, demon, wizard, messenger of Bast, and three cosmic troublemakers all in one day. Oh, and Airmid, the goddess of healing plants, is out to kick my butt. Other than that, hey, everything’s fine. Cinn felt numb. “Look, I’ll let you get back to sleep.”

She passed the phone back to Sparkle. Cinn would’ve gotten up to return it, but if she made any sudden moves she’d shatter into a thousand shards of pointy nerve endings.

“Satisfied?” Sparkle looked sympathetic.