CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
“Then spit it out and stop with the suspense!” Sylvia snapped at me.
“It’s the last thing she mentioned in that room!” I reminded her. “Something about a ‘watcher on high holds the bells of light which reflect the pure heart!’” I stomped my foot against the floorboards. “This must be the watcher and the bells must be those above us!”
Sylvia sneered up at the bells. “Is that it? It’s
“Do you have a better idea?” I countered as I felt Will lean even more against me.
“Nope!” Sylvia shouted as she grabbed a rope. “So let’s start ringing!
She yanked down and the rope moved with her. The clapper hit the interior curvature of the bell but the metal didn’t vibrate. Not so much as a twinkle emanated from the bell. She tried again and the same result happened.
“Why
