Book Five: Chapter 130

These lines were proof that the real Radley house had been there, but was now gone. She ran her fingers along the dotted lines, wondering just where it had gotten off to. All this extra-planar data must have been so confusing for Cyrus, but she wasn’t about to fill him in on the truth of the house. It not only wasn’t her place to do so, but she was still fuzzy on plenty of the details herself.

“But all of these were trivial,” Cyrus continued. “I could detect their essence, but it’s something that will fade with time. I was lucky to spot them at all, a function of how recent the event was. Still confusing as hell, by the way, that you won’t tell me what happened, but no matter. Now, the big red one in the backyard is far more interesting.”

“How so?”

He tilted his head back and forth as if lost in thought. Or maybe there was a gap in the fibers and he was trying to get a good look at her. Just in case, she held perfectly still.

“Two scars, fairly large, one on