Chapter Two
I try not to think about how much sand is going to get everywhere as I unpack the clothing we brought and place it in a trunk. I'm glad they've provided us with storage space. We haven't been able to bring that much with us and I'll need my rucksack for while we're out at the dig site to carry tools and water.
The chirping of my tablet pulls me away from my task.
"Your Mum or mine?" I ask Ryan who is closer to it.
He frowns. "Daphne."
Huh. I'm not expecting a call from my best friend yet. We've already sent one another messages, like always. But I miss her. We haven't spent that much time apart in the past few years between living in the same flat and me spending part of the holidays with her and Ryan.
"Answer it?"
He does, and the familiar pink-haired witch appears on t
