"I don't understand," I said.

 

"No," Nico said. "It took me a long time to learn. But Mrs. O'Leary knows. Tell

her where to go. Tell her Westport, the home of May Castellan."

 

"You're not coming?"

 

"Don't worry," he said. "I'll meet you there."

 

I was a little nervous, but I leaned down to Mrs. O'Leary's ear. "Okay, girl.

Uh, can you take me to Westport, Connecticut? May Castellan's place?"

 

Mrs. O'Leary sniffed the air. She looked into the gloom of the forest. Then she

bounded forward, straight into an oak tree.

 

Just before we hit, we passed into shadows as cold as the dark side of the moon.

 

SIX

 

MY COOKIES GET SCORCHED

 

I don't recommend shadow travel if you're scared of: a) The dark b) Cold shivers

up your spine c) Strange noises d) Going so fast you feel like your face is

peeling off