‘I can’t believe we’re doing this. Lying about who we are again,’ Chester said dismally as they headed through the crowded city centre to the hospital. It had been a week since they'd escaped the research facility, and they had spent that time laying low, recovering from the whole ordeal. Molly had already sent word, by way of a fully healed Winkit, that she’d spoken to her parents and arranged for them to join the tour that morning.
‘At least we don’t have to dress up again. Medical students are usually our age anyway when they first get started at the hospital. Alfred and I used to work closely with them at the shop to help them understand what goes into making the remedies they prescribe,’ Johnathan said brightly, falling into step beside him.
This time, Samuel and Erin had stayed at
