They saw the pterosaurs, as Hooper liked to call them, later that evening. Hooper had returned and taken Will off to have his leg seen to. When he came back, his lower leg was covered in a thick goo, some kind of homemade antiseptic cream apparently, and Will looked pale but calm. He said Hooper had pulled seven pellets out of his leg, all of them embedded just beneath the skin.
Two teenage girls brought them food on trays, platefuls of dark meat, mussaurus they assumed, with potatoes, carrots, peas and broccoli, and gravy even, with big mugs of cold water to wash it down with. They had glanced shyly at the teenagers as they placed the trays on the table and then ran giggling from the dining room.
Lee scowled at their retreating backs.
The food was good, and the three teens wolfed it do
