“It’s called a snow globe,” Ashley answered. “It was a gift from a dear friend.”
Brenna watched sweet Emma as she tried to pick it up. It was too heavy for her little hands, so Brenna used her free hand to lift it up. As she gazed at the small building in the center of it, the snow inside began to swirl around and around. She thought she saw a woman’s face, but when she looked away to see if the others had noticed, the woman vanished.
“Where did she go?” she asked, sounding confused.
Both women stopped to look at her and then Emma.
“Where did who go?” Ashley asked.
“The woman in the globe. She was there and when I looked away, she vanished.”
“You mean Edna,” Ashley said. “She must be looking in on us.”
“Edna?” Brenna was confused and a bit frightened by this.
“Edna Campbell. She’s the one who gave me the snow globe.”
“’Tis alright, Brenna. She’s a witch who lives in the future.”
“A witch,” she held little Andrew closer.
“Don’t worry,” Ashley assured her. “She’s a good witch. Jenna and I are from the future, as is Sara and Sophia, who you haven’t met yet. If we ever need her help, all we have to do is gaze into the snow globe and call to her.”
“She sent Dr. Ferguson here to help deliver Andrew, and Jenna’s baby.”
Brenna was speechless. This trip to Breaghacraig had been full of surprises. When she’d first heard talk of time travel, she’d thought they were teasing her, but now she was meeting more people from the future. “Do ye come from San Francisco, too?” she asked.
“I do and so do the others.”
Zeke would be going back to San Francisco, possibly taking Sara and Logan with him. Yet another reason that they could never be together. She couldn’t imagine living in another time and place.
“It must be a terrible place if no one wishes to stay there,” Brenna observed.
Ashley and Helene laughed at this. “It’s the exact opposite. It’s a wonderful place.”
“Then why didnae ye stay there?” she asked, completely baffled as to why they were all here.
“Because this is where we belong.”
“What of Zeke?”
“I believe he belongs in San Francisco,” Helene observed. “He loves his work, but without Sara there, he’s alone.”
“’Tis why he’s here. He’s told me over and over that he’s here for his sister,” Brenna said, finally understanding why it was so important to him.
“Let’s go find Jenna,” Ashley said as Helene adjusted one final ribbon at the back of her dress.
Brenna handed Andrew over to his mother and was surprised when Emma wanted to go to her. She picked her up, placing her on her hip and the three women went off in search of Jenna.
They really didn’t have to go too far. They found her pacing back and forth in the great hall, appearing quite uncomfortable.
“What’s wrong, Jenna? Is it the baby?” Ashley asked.
“I think so. I’m having contractions. Can one of you find Dr. Ferguson for me.”
“I’ll go,” Helene said as she rushed from the hall.
Moments later Irene hurried in. “Are ye having the baby?” she asked.
