said Ma. She wore a stubborn look. âYouâll just have to bring us back.â
âImpossible, Iâm afraid, maâam,â said the captain. He took a gulp of rum and set his glass down on the low table in front of him. ââSky black, moon blue, nine souls go through.ââ
âWhatâs that supposed to mean?â asked Ma.
âWhat it says,â said Captain Bontoc. âWhen the moon turns blue on the Other Side the crossing is open. Nine souls can go through, no more, no less.â
âThe moon is still blue,â said Ma.
Captain Bontoc looked up at the sky. âCourse it is, maâam,â he said patiently. âItâs always blue on this side, except when it turns blue on the Other Side, of course.Then it turns yellow here, if you follow me.â
âAnd we were only seven,â said Ma.
âRight again, maâam. Seven passengers, myself, and Captain Fuller making the reverse crossing. Seven arriving and two driving makes nine.â
âWeâll still be seven on the way back. Six, if my mother decides to stay here.â
Captain Bontoc pursed his lips. âThereâll be more coming through,â he said. âCrossingâs only open once in a blue moon, and not for long at that. We bring a family through every time, and itâs still not enough. There are no return trips.â
âYou canât do that to us!â said Ma. âWe came here on a holiday!â
Captain Bontoc smiled cheerfully. âWindow dressing, maâam. Blue Moon Once-in-a-Lifetime Adventure Holidays is a cover story. Helps to keep our operation under wraps, as well as persuading theâ¦erâ¦reluctant traveler. It did say âthe holiday of a lifetimeâ in the brochure.â
Granny Delphine reached out and put her hand on Maâs knee. âIâm sorry,â she said.
In the darkened living room Bea looked at Phoebe in astonishment. She could see Phoebeâs eyebrows raisedtoo. Granny Delphine was Always Right, and an apology from her was even rarer than a blue moon.
âIt was the only way,â said Granny Delphine. âWe were all in danger, but you would never have let me persuade you.â
âAnd what about Theo? What about Phoebe?â
âTheo would have been taken by the Gummint anyway, along with the rest of us. Heâs safer where he is. If Bea can hear him, she can help us find him. She just needs some training. As for Phoebeâ¦â She blinked behind her big round spectacles. âThat wasnât an easy decision, but I take full responsibility.â
Ma sat up straight in her chair. âYouâve made us into kidnappers, thatâs what youâve done. And as for your so-called training, weâve been through this a hundred times. Youâre not filling my daughterâs head with Mumbo Jumbo. Itâs brought us nothing but trouble so far.â
âIt may be the only way,â said Granny Delphine, âto bring Theo back.â
Freezalizer
B ea Flint sneaked a biscuit from a plate that sat in the center of the table. She had not had a moment to look for worms to give to Nails, and she knew he must be hungry. Worms were among the meerkatâs favorite dishes, but the mere idea of feeding them to him made Beaâs skin crawl. Biscuits were not nearly so good for him, but at least she did not have to imagine them silently screaming as his sharp little teeth crunched them up.
She opened the zipper on the backpack just enough to fit the biscuit through. Unfortunately a gap that will just fit a large biscuit will also just fit a small meerkat. Nails was tired of being cooped up in the dark, and when he heard the zipper opening he grabbed his chance. He was out of the bag and running across the moon-striped floor before you could say âescaped meerkat.â
âNdah!â said Bea. It was one of those meaningless words that come out when you are taken so much by
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