HQ has officially named them: "Transdimensional Interconnected Nodes" or "TINs" but the rest of us prefer to call it a FeyComm. We all cast a vote and...for some fucking reason the bigwigs up at HQ opted for TINs instead of FeyComm. I bring up the faded silver amulet from my pocket and open it up in front of me. To the untrained eye, it looks like an antique pocketwatch, and for all purposes it is. But mine has been magicked to work as a comm line to HQ. I press the side dial and a hazy unclear. .. I have no recollection of anything unusual, along those lines. It was an emotional outburst, spontaneous. Or at least it seemed to be. To think otherwise, that I was manipulated into leaving the mark, well, yeah, that is frightening."Kara looked around at her large family. "All these coincidences, they have roots years in the past, my daughter buying the laptop in 2014, my mom choosing the name Kara for me in 1989. Was she somehow pushed into doing it, so that my initial would match the name. Hank set Nedra on her feet "what are you doing here? Nedra, that was my family back there, what were you thinking of with such a display?" Nedra pouted prettily at Hank "oh my this I did not realize, your family seems delightfully unique. I have missed you, your Nedra needs your attention she languishes without you."Hank trying to keep her hands off the front of his breeches laughed "You've never languished in your life." Running her nails along the front of his pants Nedra purred "ahhhh but I. “Be a couple of hours, yet, I imagine,” he said. “We’re not hurrying.”“Well, pick up the pace a little,” said Rowdy. “The Ronsons have been trying to get me to mount up a posse to come looking for you.”“We’re coming in from the Northwest,” said Bob. “The ground is rocky for another mile or so and I don’t want to run the beeves.”“I’ll send a couple of the boys out to take ‘em off your hands,” said Rowdy.“That’s fine,” said Bob. “See you in a bit.”He put the radio back in his saddle bag. Brenda.