Zoe’s and Katie’s first time in the air went about as well as Penny had expected. They were both airborne by that afternoon, which was progress as far as Penny was concerned. The only limitation they found was that each of them could only use her own bike, but as Zoe pointed out, it was probably good that random people wouldn’t be able to jump on one of their bikes and fly off unexpectedly.
“I should get home before Dad does,” Katie said. “I’m still supposed to be grounded.”
“Me too.” Zoe put down the wand she was working on. Drilling the tip out by hand was slow work, made slower by her worry about messing it up. She set the wand inside the chest with the others, and Penny slipped the book in on top of them, locking it with the Phoenix key she wore around her neck day and night. A
