I was still screaming when I stepped out from behind the huge tree in what appeared to be a massive park. Alonso pulled me tight to his chest, both to comfort and to quiet me since people were beginning to stare.
“You okay?” he said into my hair.
I nodded, eager to tell someone about what I’d seen but even more eager to get away from the tree and away from Poke if he came around it. He wasn’t supposed to be able to travel anymore, but I wasn’t willing to take any chances.
I stepped away from Alonso and followed LaKeemba and Mrs. Wilson as they led us away.
We quickly moved out of the park and into the busy street nearby, trying to blend our white and black faces into the brown ones all around us. As we walked, people shifted to let us pass before closing the flow of people behind us ag
