CHAPTER 104

We walked quickly down Washington Street, and within moments we stood outside the Meeting House Church. It was another perfectly restored, historic church.

We entered, and were stopped by an attendant.

“I’m afraid we just closed,” she said. “This is a working museum. It’s five o’clock,” she said. “But feel free to come back tomorrow.”

Caleb turned to me, and I could feel what he was thinking. He wanted me to test out my mind power on this woman.

I stared at her, locking eyes, and sent a mental suggestion. She would let them in. She would make an exception for them.

The woman suddenly stared back at me. She blinked.

Suddenly, she said, “You know what? You two seem like such a nice couple. I’ll make an exception for you. But don’t tell anyone,” she said with a wink.

I turned to Caleb and smiled, and the two of us walked inside.

The church was beautiful. It was another huge, open space, with massive windows in every direction, and filled with wooden pews, all empty. We had the pla