Chapter Fourteen
Nick blinked. Grace had disappeared as if she had walked through solid rock. For a moment he thought her old magic had slammed the very first door in his face, then he peered at the floor and realized, like a hall of mirrors, watch your feet and you get through.
He emerged on the other side of a very narrow and low passage, dragging the pack behind him. Grace was standing there smiling in relief.
“Sorry. I wasn’t thinking. But you got through. That’s a good sign.” She started off, but made a point of not getting too far ahead of him.
“Maybe we should hold hands?” Nick said, cranking his flashlight to keep the charge up.
“It gets too narrow in some spots, but I won’t leave you behind again,” she said.
Nick followed after her. “So, this old magic.” He felt strange usin
