[PSI-2] Erik was standing in the front room and clutching a violin, surrounded by haphazard decorations of colored paper, glowing magic, and Barnaby’s paint splats…
[PSI-3] Sanaam walked slowly up the cobbled street. He’d wanted to be home so badly that Bill had stayed up with him the past five…
[PSI-4]What’s this? (It’s getting cold.) He knew that. She knew he knew. They also both knew that she only said it because she wanted him…
[PSI-2] At the Table Milo noted Polyhymnia’s husband holding one of the tiny plates near the free food and frowning. He had to assume Hector…
[PSI-2] Mordecai Eidel, late of two wars (or at least one, plus a little terrorism) was leading this invasion from behind, with both arms spread…
[PSI-2] Calliope was crouched in one of the nice chairs in the front room, like a gargoyle. She was wearing a red and gold skirt…
[PSI-3] It was a big house and it needed a lot of fixing to be a school. So even though the adults had come up…
[PSI-1] Soup smacked open the back door without checking to see if anyone was behind it. He grinned. “Hi, Miss Hyacinth!” She paused with a…
[PSI-1] Mordecai diverted on his way back to Room 103 with the sandwiches. He knew if he yelled at Hyacinth to get the door, she’d…
[PSI-1] Hyacinth felt someone yank on the side of her dress, which hadn’t happened since Erik was an excitable toddler. She didn’t think Lucy was…