“Keep still. When you laugh, the emotion signal goes wild. Almost there.” Prue isolated the memory wave. She wondered if this time more might be revealed.

After a few moments, Luella blinked. “Well, I’ll be darned. My name is Edith Scamp.” Then she giggled. “I wasn’t sure what I was expecting, Prue, but it wasn’t Edith Scamp!”

“Is there anything else?” Prue asked keenly.

“No dear, not a thing. But that feels like quite enough for now!”

“It’s a brilliant name. You sound adventurous,” said Edwin.

“Or perhaps I was a dangerous criminal mastermind!” Luella laughed.

“Maybe we could start looking for other Scamps in Medlock? Or Swifts? You might have living relatives!” said Prue.

“Family?” Luella said, shocked. “I should like that. Although, I’m not sure what they’d make of having a pigeon as a relative!”

*

Back at the house, Prue and Edwin found Agapantha in the bedroom and made sure she was alone. Prue sat down opposite her with Edwin.

“What’s going on?” said Agapantha.

“I want to say sorry. I’ve not been very much of a friend at all lately. Since the harnessing, then the trap, I thought it would be better if I just went it alone and focused on what I came here to do.” She took a breath.

“Over a year ago my older brother died. We were close and did everything together. He was a better mechanic than me.”

Agapantha’s shoulders dropped. “I’m sorry. It must’ve been so hard for you to lose him so young,” said Agapantha. “I’ve never had any brother or sisters, but I can imagine it’s heartbreaking.”

Prue could feel the crack in her heart. “There’s one other small detail,” she said. “When Craftsman Primrose visited the farm to offer an apprenticeship, I pretended to be him. Or, at least, Frances. Francis was his name. Mine’s Prue. I came here to find a way back to him.”

“Crikey, Frances!” she looked over her shoulder to make sure no one else had come into the room. “I mean, Prue,” she whispered. “Although, I’m not sure on one thing,”

There was an awkward pause.

“I can’t see that he was a better mechanic than you, because I refuse to believe that’s possible.”

Prue smiled and took a breath. “I’ve got something else to tell you.” She explained about the adapted GODAR and how it revealed the first life names.

“Meet Jack Swift,” said Edwin proudly, taking a bow.

Agapantha was wide-eyed. “It seems I’m the only one without a new name!”