Book Two: Chapter 1

Mike, Beth, and the goblin Tink stood at the foot of the stairs, looking upward in awe. Only moments ago, the earth had trembled when Beth had brought in her luggage, the house outwardly expanding. However, it wasn’t as simple as that-looking up the stairs, the new second floor started at the landing where the stairs changed direction. In his mind, Mike now had memories of passing by that hall without a second thought. It wasn’t only the house that had grown, but his memories as well.

“This is amazing.” Beth’s voice was just above a whisper. She had set her luggage on the floor.

“You’re telling me. Do you remember this at all?”

Beth nodded. “I can’t tell you how many times I dropped by to check on the place after your great aunt Emily died. Thinking back on it now, I vividly remember walking past that hallway and never actually checking it out, but I also remember never noticing it.” Beth had been the estate agent who had first walked him through the home almost a