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When Max and Mrs. Pitt returned to the house, he had hoped for some news about his mom. But, the gnome that went through the Ostium had not been seen since early that morning. He couldn't concentrate and paced the length of the house. When that didn't calm his nerves, he gave up and went to bed early. He tossed and turned. His mind raced with so many unanswered questions.
Magic is real, he thought. His mom had magic. Why did she keep it a secret? Mrs. Pitt. Mr. Scrine. The gnomes. Why didn't he see it before? He tried to think of any signs he might've missed over the years, but nothing came to mind. The idea that things he had read in books were not just make believe was hard to grasp. He rolled over on his side and tried to relax.
His bedroom door creaked open and he figured it was B
