Chapter 22
Salisbury Plain, Stonehenge
Saturday, February 27, 2010
07:45 a.m.
“Wait, Sophia,” Alistair shouted too late. Sophia had already jumped graciously out of the helicopter. He shook his head, aggravated, and unbuckled Gabriela’s harness. “Your mother is quite stubborn, isn’t she, Fairy?”
“No, she is not,” Gabriela answered immediately. “She’s courageous. Not stubborn.”
Alistair smiled, and got off the helicopter, carrying Gabriela in his arms. “Ready for some mystery, Fairy?” he asked in a secretive voice, as they followed the uniformed guide who escorted them on a private tour inside the circle of Stonehenge.
“Yes,” she whispered back, “I love tales.”
Sophia bit back a smile as she eyed the interaction between her daughter and Alistair.
“Do you know who King Arthur was, G
