traction on the slick roof. But the rain was coming down even heavier now, and her barefoot only caught the edge before she went flying over it. A scream caught in her throat, and the air roared in her ears. Somehow, during her fall, she flipped around and found herself staring at the flagstones as they rushed up to meet her. A split second before impact, however, they seemed to disappear. All of it—the rain, the house, the roof. Even the man that had thrown her off, her father. All of this was replaced by a frothing sea and a clear blue sky. She had never been to
