“What’s our plan?” Poe asks as they enter the clearing. “If we try to close it and it doesn’t work?”
They’ve been talking in circles about this all week. The simplest way to close it would be to reach through the door’s opening, grasp the handle, and pull it shut. That’s what Freddie Dansey tried, and that was what rendered him unconscious. However, Rebecca doubts that they’ll be able to reach through the threshold at all, which she reminds them of.
“It makes no sense,” Poe says. “If flowers can come one way, why couldn’t you throw a stone the other way?”
They’re inside the chapel walls now, picking their way through the roses and the thorns. They all click their torches on, even though the sun has only just disappeared into the sheep-flecked hills on the rim of the valley. And w
