Her sister hated it when Jodi went into “turtle mode”—the term her younger sister used to describe Jodi’s ability to withdraw so completely from the world that it was as if she’d slipped inside an impenetrable shell. She’d never been able to explain to her sibling that it was easier for her to feel than to use other senses. Eyes and ears could be fooled, but never your heart.
“Fine,” Jodi muttered. “Help me find the lost and found, then.”
“We’re not lost,” Stacy said.
“It’s where she’ll go,” Jodi said. “She probably got distracted. Lost track of time. You know, she started for the bathroom, but ended up looking at jewelry or paintings or something.”