Book Three: Chapter 114

The closet door blew off its hinges, the tide of water scattering everyone across the floor. Mike was able to grab the frame of the door, sliding sideways out into the front room. He stuck his arm out and was able to grab Beth, pulling her out of the way. Abella, Tink, and Sofia crashed into the wall opposite the closet, knocking loose chunks of plaster. Tink was crushed between the others, and the stream of profanity was quite colorful.

“Bad words!”

“So many bad words!”

“You’re grounded!” The fairies were flying circles above the others, shaking off the water of the reflecting pool. Mike let go of Beth, who stood up and wrung the water out of her shirt.

“That’s an interesting way to travel,” she said, taking off her shoes to shake them out.

“Yeah, well. The house is old and all.” Mike carefully stood, approaching the monster pile by the wall. He helped Sofia stand up first, then lifted Abella’s tail so that Tink could crawl free. The wood beneath the g