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It was a fine, sunny day at the very beginning of June when they buried Noah’s bones.
Adam, with probable help from Ronan, moved from Monmouth Manufacturing to a room belonging to St. Agnes Church, a subtle distance that affected both boys in different ways.
“We’d meant to disable her,” Persephone acknowledged. “But we seem to have disappeared her instead. It’s possible she will reappear at some point.”
The ley line was awake and Noah was all but gone. Magic was real, Glendower was real, and something was starting.
“Mrs. Czerny, he’s sorry for drinking your birthday schnapps.” For a moment there was silence. Mr. Czerny and Noah’s sisters looked from Blue to Noah’s mother. Noah’s father opened his mouth, and then Mrs. Czerny started to cry. None of them noticed when Blue walked away from the grave.
They reburied his bones at the old ruined church, which was Blue’s idea. “No one will bother them here,” she said, “And we know it’s on the ley line. And it’s holy ground.”
“I guess now would be a good time to tell you,” he said. “I took Chainsaw out of my dreams.”
