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Rob looked over at the couple and groaned with another back spasm. Then something happened that neither of us had been able to explain. To my complete amazement Rob stood up, grabbed my arm, and insisted that we dance. A minute earlier, he’d hardly been able to walk.

Again I was speaking for Seth. “The projected fragments disappeared. They stood up, walked across the floor, and disappeared in the crowd. They had no power to leave the place where they were born unless you gave it to them. Remember that they did exist … by the same token your triumph reinforced the healthy aspects of your present egos.”

“There was an afternoon in a small park when you were a child about eleven. You thought you were alone. It was close to five, September 17, on a day when there was no school. Another boy appeared. You had not seen him approach and took it for granted that he came by way of a walk that wound around a bandstand. He had jacks in his hand. You looked at each other and were about to speak, when a squirrel ran up a nearby tree.