In a dramatic change from my previous books, Fredrika features a character who actually says what she means! And also the return of my tendency to refer to living creatures as getaway cars.

“If you don’t like her, then you should have gotten another one.”

“I never said I didn’t like her. Just that she is a very stupid mouse.”

“You could take her place.”

“As could you.”

“I shan’t.”

“Nor shall I.”

Pause.

“But she is a very stupid mouse.”

Adam wasn’t sure why he came this way. Not until he saw her. 

Alice. Of course it was Alice. How she kept summoning him, Adam had no idea.

He popped the mushroom into his mouth and shrank. She would not find him today. She would not make him go home.

Rayne saw what was in the mirror. Alice talked about Wonderland as a child. After that afternoon, Rayne thought she was seeing things. She thought they were all in her head.

But they were in the mirror too. The mirror…

It was in her head. It had to be.

Whenever she read there were flowers. When she dreamed, the flowers talked. From the walls, through the floors, growing from nothing. It wasn’t normal.

There would be no madness in this house. No more dreams. No more stories. He would make her normal.