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back at Darrell. âHave you been planning this for long?â
Darrell shook her head. âBetween homework and worrying about who Conrad is going to pick on next, I havenât had time to think about anything else. But Brodie suggested it last night, and, well, the idea has kind of grown on me.â She paused with her hand on the dresser drawer. âI even dreamed about it last night.â
âYou did?â Kate suddenly looked a great deal less sleepy.
âYeah. It was weird. I dreamt we went into the cave and when we came out we could all fly!â
âWhatâs weird about that? Iâm always dreaming about flying. I just put out my arms and soar. Itâs really cool.â
âYeah, I have those dreams, too. But last night, we were flying some kind of strange machine. It looked like a kite crossed with one of those old-fashioned biplanes.â
âOkay, I guess that is strange.â
Darrell sighed and rubbed her eyes. âI dreamt Brodie was hurt, too. I think he fell out of the plane, or something. Anyway, he had blood on his face. So Iâm glad Lily woke me.â
âOh, youâre probably just excited. That gives me bad dreams, sometimes. We havenât been back to the cave since August. I wonder if there will be any new glyphs.â
Darrell shook her head doubtfully. âIâve been there since you have, remember? I met Professor Tooth there when I went back for â for a final look at the end of the summer.â She stared out the window at the pale blue of the fall sky. âI was so disappointed because there wasnât anything left. Just the burnt shapes of the three glyphs from the summer. Nothing else.â
âWell, it will still be fun to go back in there. Maybe Brodie can get pictures of the glyphs to send to his friend at the university. Who knows? We might be able to figure out how it all happened.â
Darrell smiled. âI doubt it. Glyphs that glowed and pulled us back through time? No one will ever believe us, let alone explain what happened.â She grabbed her towel and strode purposefully to the door. âAnyway, I want to go see the cave today even if only to remember how amazing it was. Iâm going to have a quick shower first. Meet you outside in ten minutes.â
As she headed for the shower, Darrell caught a glimpse of Kateâs head as it slipped back onto the pillow. She stopped in the doorway and listened to Kateâs sleepy muttering.
âTen minutes,â Kate said, her voice still gravelly. âGood. That gives me eight more minutes of sleep.â She pulled the covers over her head and sighed with contentment. Darrell laughed out loud and ran for the shower.Darrell and Kate stood in the small garden behind the school, waiting for Brodie. Delaney lifted his head and sniffed the breeze, tail fanning gently. Kateâs hair rose like a messy red halo around her head, contrasting sharply with Darrellâs neat chestnut ponytail.
âNice job with the hairbrush this morning,â Darrell teased.
Kate grinned and stuffed her hands in her pockets. âItâs all Lilyâs fault. Her infernal cheerfulness drives me further under the covers.â
They were both laughing as Brodie stepped out of the side door of the school.
âSorry Iâm late,â he said, clinking, âbut I wanted to be prepared.â
âThatâs the understatement of the year,â said Darrell, exchanging a glance with Kate. âThe last time you lugged so much gear I lost you for a few days, if you recall.â
Brodie had a full pack on his back, a baseball cap stuck backwards on his head, and one of his new tap hammers clutched in his hand. The pack dangled with instruments, including small picks for rocks and fossils, a compass, several varieties of flashlights, and a small hurricane lantern. A large army knife was snugged into its pouch at his belt and a headlamp was strapped around the