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forever-places. The greatest of these stood near Manhattan’s southern-most tip: the two gray brothers to the green statue in the bay. The towers had found their heaven. They were a part of Everlost now, held fast, and held forever by the memories of a mourning world, and by the dignity of the souls who got where they were going on that dark September day.
    The three kids approached the great twin towers in silence. What they saw as they neared them was not at all what they expected.
    There were children there. Dozens of Afterlight kids playing on the grand marble plaza: hopscotch, tag, hide-and- seek. Some were dressed like Allie, in jeans and a T-shirt. Others were more formal. Still more had clothes that seemed more from Lief’s time, all coarse and heavy. A few kids wore the gaudy bright colors of the seventies, with big hair to match.
    They hadn’t been noticed yet, as they stood just beyond the edge of the plaza. Allie and Nick were almost afraid to step onto it, as if doing so would cross them into yet another world. They stood there so long they sank to their ankles, even with their road-shoes on.
    As Lief’s sense of awe did not have history nor context for this place, he had no problem moving forward. “C’mon,” he said, “what are you waiting for?”
    Nick and Allie looked at one another, then took thatfirst step forward, onto the very solid marble of the plaza that no longer existed. After the first step it became easier. It felt strange beneath their feet, so much solid ground. A team of girls playing double-dutch jump rope noticed them first.
    â€œHi!” said an African-American girl in drab clothes and tight cornrowed hair. “You’re Greensouls, aren’t you?” All the time, she never stopped spinning her two ropes. Neither did the girl on the other end, who seemed entirely out of place there in the plaza, dressed in teddy-bear pajamas. Other girls skillfully jumped in and out of the arc of their spinning ropes. One girl took enough time away from the game, though, to size them up. She wore a sparkling silver halter top, and jeans that were so tight, she looked like a sausage bursting out of its skin. She looked Allie over, clearly unimpressed by Allie’s nonglittering wardrobe. “Is that what they wear now?”
    â€œYeah, pretty much.”
    Then the girl in tight jeans looked at Lief, examining his clothes as well. “You’re not a Greensoul.”
    â€œSays who?” said Lief, insulted.
    â€œHe’s new to the city,” Allie said. “He might have crossed a long time ago, but he’s still kind of like a ‘Greensoul.’”
    A big red handball came flying past, chased by a group of younger kids. The ball flew out of the plaza and into the street, crowded with the living. “Hurry,” one little boy yelled, “before it sinks!”
    Another boy raced out into traffic, grabbed the ball that was already beginning to sink into the pavement, and disappearedbeneath a city bus and two taxis. He paid them no mind, passing through the trunk of the last taxi as he stood up with the ball, and happily ran back to the plaza.
    â€œYou remember all those things your momma told you not to do?” said the girl with the cornrows. “Like not running out into traffic? Well, you can do them here.”
    â€œWho’s in charge?” asked Nick.
    â€œMary,” she said. “You oughta go and see her. She loves Greensouls.” Then she added, “We were all Greensouls once.”
    Nick tapped Allie on the shoulder. “Look,” he said.
    By now their presence had been noticed by most of the kids around the plaza. Many of the games had stopped, and the kids stared, not sure what to do. Out of the crowd a girl stepped forward. She had long blond hair that nearly touched the floor, wore a tie-dyed shirt, and bell-bottoms so big, the cuffs practically trailed behind her like a bridal train. A