ResonanceChapter 2
“Zuma, jump!” The tawny, golden-eyed cat blinked, yawned slowly, stretched, and rolled onto its back. “Well, it doesn’t seem to work on cats,” Angelina concluded, stroking her pet’s fur to a rumbling contented purr. “Not surprising, really.” I nodded. “Dogs next?” “The Nielsens have two. Let’s see if they’re in the back yard.” We hurried outside. The tan boxer and pitbull sat on the back lawn together, panting, tails wagging, looking at our faces over the fence. “Up! Go play!” They...