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shoes that, after holding them against
my soles, seem to be my size. Back on the roof of Angel’s house, I
sit down and put them on, then I rock a few times back and forth on
the balls of my feet. The shoes feel comfortable, perfectly made
for running.
    Now that I’m dressed, hopefully I’d fit into
this strange world. I silently glide down to Angel’s balcony. A
double wing door leads inside. One part is closed, the other stands
wide open, with silky white curtains drawn together.
    As soon as I
slip inside, a whiff of her familiar scent envelopes me. Angel is
fast asleep in the four-poster bed on the other end of the room.
Her deep breaths sound peaceful in the silent darkness. I tiptoe
over to her side and gaze down at her face.
    Her soft hair
and rosy lips tempt me to touch them. Much more so than last time I
saw her. Or maybe they looked the same back then and I just didn’t
notice? I’d love to skim my fingers across the tender skin on her
cheek, but I don’t want to wake her. Instead, I tug gently at the
duvet until her bare shoulder is freed. She’s wearing some strappy
silk top or dress the color of eggshells. It almost blends in with
her pale skin.
    Pulling the
duvet down a little more, I realize there’s no chain around her
neck. She’s not wearing the ruby heart she got from James. The one
I gave her first. It’s not on her nightstand, or anywhere on the
desk next to the balcony doors. Damn. I would have loved to take it
back to Neverland and dangle it in front of Hook’s nose. The rat’s
ass would freak out, thinking I hurt his lovely girlfriend. Phase
one of my plan to take vengeance on my brother.
    There are several shelves and a chest of
drawers at the other side of the room which I could search for the
gem, but I have a better idea. I’ll come back tomorrow and just ask
Angel about it.
    Suppressing a
snicker, I slip out through the curtains and glide up into the sky.
Finding home is easy. I don’t need any more beans to show me the
way when it’s etched in my memory from the weird flight
here.
    Dawn is breaking when I reach Neverland. I’m
starved and dead tired, but there’s no chance I can crawl into bed
when I return to the tree house. Five worried Lost Boys and an
anxious pixie are awaiting me. Tami flings her arms around my neck
even before my feet touch the ground.
    “Oh, Peter!” she cries. “Thank the fairy
light, you’re alive!”
    I hug her to my chest but then put her down
to her feet. “Of course, I’m alive. What did you think?”
    “You were gone half a day and the entire
night,” Toby says and claps a hand on my shoulder. He has to reach
up now to do so. It surprises me, how little my aged appearance
seems to unsettle them. Then again, they had thirty-three days time
to get used to it, while I got the full scale slammed at my face in
a second.
    “After what happened to you”—he grimaces and
his gaze moves up and down my front—“we just didn’t know if we’d
ever see you again. Where have you been? What happened to you?” He
frowns as if the next thing he’s going to say is the most important
question of all. “And where did you get these weird clothes
from?”
    I almost
blurt out that I visited London but, just in time, I hold off. No
one needs to know yet. Not before I got a chance to talk to Angel.
Jaw set, I tell them in a cold voice, “Hook did this to me. Somehow
he found out how to make me age again. I got these things from
town.” Swallowing hard after a short pause, I say through gritted
teeth. “And he took the gold.”
    Appearing the most appalled of
all, Skippy sucks in a breath. “Hook found the
treasure?”
    I nod. “It’s
all gone.”
    Everybody looks as stricken as I felt when I
found the cave empty. Everybody but one little pixie. Her eyes
closed, she lets go of a relieved sigh.
    Stan turns to her, quirking his brows in a
reproachful frown. “What the hell was that?”
    Tami searches
his face for a long time, then her gaze skates over