Tiffany dropped Nadine off, and then headed back to the house. By the time she arrived, she had drifted into her late twenties. She entered. Laura hadn't moved since she'd left.
"Aren't you going to do something today?" She asked, concerned.
"I was thinking, there has to be a rational explanation for what happened today. I mean, it can't be demon possession. So I have been trying to come up with another theory."
"Why can't it be possession?" Tiffany said. As the day had gotten longer, the conviction of her beliefs grew.
"Because there's no evidence of it....how can you believe it without any?," Laura said. Laura had been 37 when she woke up that morning, but she'd already moved in the other direction. It was now physically impossible that she was Nadine's mother.
"That's called faith," Tiffany insisted.
"I understand faith. Faith is that there is a higher power, and that there is a plan. But what if it isn't possession? And it is something we need to deal with?"
"And tell me what you think it is?"
"I don't know, Tiffany."
"Then there is no reason to not take the advice Pastor White gave Roger and I," she said.
