25
Two weeks later.
Sienna lay on her back on the polished wooden floor of her grandfather’s flat above the map shop. The sun streamed in through the high windows and lit her skin with the warmth of summer. Bath was blooming, the blossoms lay thick on the trees, birds sung in nearby Victoria Park and tourists strolled the streets with no inkling of what had almost befallen this land.
After such an intense mission, time apart from her friends was strange but necessary. Mila worked on her canal boat, repainting the decorative lines of the winding waterways as her spaniel, Zippy, lay ever watchful by her side.
Perry helped Sienna’s father and others from the Ministry repair the damage to the library. They worked around Bridget who was still getting used to being tethered to the maps. She
