Avery’s POV
“So you’re Avery.”
I turned to see a wizened old woman watching me from the edge of the woods.
“I am. Who are you?”
She just gestured for me to follow and turned to head through the woods.
“What did you do to them?” I asked, but she just kept walking. After a moment, I scurried after her.
The leaves crunched underfoot as we followed a winding trail through the forest that opened into a broad meadow. At the far end, there was a rather large country cottage.
This must be what my mother had circled on the map.
“Oh nothing, really.” The woman said. She moved very spiritedly for someone her age. “They will wake up once you return.”
”So, you’re saying I’ll be able to return.” I said drily.
“Oh of course. I’m not going to eat you.” The woman sniffed as we trekked acr
