Chapter 3It was an interesting night of discussion with Asher once Anna got home. He was waiting in her bedroom, going through her books like it was his own room. Her mom was used to it by now. Anna and Asher had been going through each other’s rooms since they were little. The moment her mom went to her own room to retire for the night, Anna told Asher about the quest for the magical bird.
“That’s . . . this is . . . I don’t even know what to say to this,” Asher said, his eyes wide with surprise.
“I know, right?”
“What are you going to do?”
Anna shrugged her shoulders and hugged her favorite TARDIS-shaped pillow.
“Do my research, I guess. I know it all sounds insane but if I can do something to help my father get better, I would. This may not end up real but what if it does? What if
