It seemed like I’d only just got to sleep when my alarm went off next morning at six A.M. Despite the tiredness—or maybe because of it—I felt light-headed, almost giddy. The subconscious moves in mysterious ways, and I’d awoken knowing exactly what I needed to do, although the thought of actually doing it made me have to close my eyes and take a couple of deep breaths. I set about packing our things, then roused Kelis.
“How would you feel about breakfast on Holy Island?” I asked, trying to sound casual.
That was one way to get her eyes open. “With Chloe and the Vikings?”
“Well, maybe not with them. But we’d see them soon after.”
“Yay!”
I took that as a yes, and couldn’t help matching her bright smile. “It’ll mean we won’t get home today, though,” I cautioned. “We’ll have to find somew
