CHAPTER 16
Callie stretched out a tentative hand and touched what felt like a bare arm. Her eyes flashed open. She was lying sprawled across the floor in her father’s studio. Her head ached with a rhythmic pounding.
El was leaning over her with a worried expression.
‘Are you all right?’ Callie asked, as her eyes focused on her sister’s face.
‘I’m okay. It’s you we’re worried about. How are you feeling?’
‘Fine.’ Callie felt a wave of misery and joy flood through her. They were back! They’d made it! And she could remember everything. She had found Lancelot — but she’d also lost him.
She looked around the room, hoping that by some wild chance he’d come back with them. But she could see only El and Meg.
‘Where’s Stephen?’ she asked.
‘Who?’
‘Stephen.’ And then, as they continued to loo
