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experts”—Sophie made air quotes as she said it—“would say you are not taking responsibility for your actions. In your case, it seems you’re trying to run from an attacker, or some type of impending danger. That usually means you have a fear that needs to be confronted.
    â€œAnother theory suggests that dreaming you’re running and you can’t make your feet move often signifies lack of self-esteem and confidence. I think we can agree you’re a very accomplished woman, and this is probably not an issue for you.
    â€œOn the other hand, when you dream you’re running alone, it sometimes refers to your determination and motivation in the pursuit of your goals. I could go on and on as there are varied interpretations. You say you are in a tunnel, and that often signifies determination.” Sophie paused, unsure if she should say more.
    â€œPlease, go on.”
    She took a deep breath, ran a hand through her loose hair. This might be touchy , she thought, but what the hell . “It’s possible your dreams and nightmares of the faces and gunshots are relevant to the assassination. Dreams of witnessing an assassination usually indicate you should be paying attention to some small detail.”
    The first lady brightened. “That’s exactly what I feel sometimes. Maybe there is an important detail I’m subconsciously aware of?”
    The last thing Sophie wanted to get involved with was another conspiracy theory concerning the former president’s death. Way too heavy for her. “It’s possible your nightmare is warning you not to overlook the seemingly insignificant things in your life.” She didn’t want to come off as a street corner fortune-teller, and knew her words were much too general. But Sophie wasn’t stupid enough to think she could offer the first lady an instant cure-all solution to how and why those images plagued her dreams.
    However, she’d been extremely successful contacting those who’d passed over to the other side, and they might offer an explanation.
    â€œI suppose that could be true, but there are so many details in my daily life that are insignificant. How am I supposed to differentiate one from the other?”
    â€œI don’t have an answer for that. All I can do is help you open the door and see what happens,” Sophie explained.
    â€œYes, of course. I don’t mean to suggest anything more. It’s just such a relief to have someone to discuss this with, someone who doesn’t think I’m making more out of my nightmares than I should be.”
    Sophie reached across the small glass table that separated them. She took the anguished woman’s hand in hers. “I’m honored you invited me. When would you like to hold the séance?” It was too late that night, plus Sophie was tired. She had learned that when she was tired, she wasn’t nearly as successful at making contact, but if the first lady wanted to try, she would.
    â€œIs there a particular time that’s ... better to make contact?”
    Sophie smiled. “Not in my experience. If a spirit wants to make contact, it will no matter what time of the day or night. There are a few items I require, so I brought them with me. We will need a quiet room where we won’t be disturbed.”
    â€œYes, I thought so. If it’s all right with you, I’ve made arrangements to use one of the rooms at the governor’s mansion. It’s undergoing renovations now, so it is closed to the public.”
    Sophie looked skeptical.
    â€œWe give tours. Though Ronald Reagan was the last governor to actually live there, it’s quite the tourist attraction now.”
    Understanding, Sophie nodded. “You say there are renovations going on? This could be a good thing. Structural disturbances seem to appeal to the other side. How about tomorrow at noon?”
    â€œI’ll arrange for the limo to pick you up at ten