CHAPTER 54Mara dropped the curtain and ran for the door, but, when Hannah flung back her blankets and bounded from the bed, Mara stopped in the doorway, pointed toward the headboard and said, “No way. You stay right there in bed, so I know you’re safe. I don’t need to be worried about you running around, while all hell is breaking loose.”
Hannah crossed her arms and pouted. “But ...”
“No buts, get back to bed. I’ll be back in a few minutes to check on you,” Mara said, turning into the hall. She ducked into her room, grabbed the Chronicle and ran for the stairs. As she slipped the copper medallion into her back pocket, she wondered what good it would do to have it. After all, the bubble—the portal to the other realms—was already floating around in the backyard. What would a second Chronic
