Chapter Twelve-Home Again, Home Again

 

To market, to market

To buy a fat hog

Home again, home again

Jiggity-jog

 

Opening my eyes, I first saw the clutter in my dad’s computer room. Then the white, blaring computer screen.

I shifted upward in the comfortable tan chair and stretched. I was home.

Spying the open web page on the monitor, my eyes grew wide. A hundred new messages!

Clicking on the link that would soon bring me into my mailbox, I saw a thread—started by none other than The Biting Faery—entitled A Listian Adventure.

Stephanie wrote her thanks; she loved the ball and promised to recite our riddles to her friends. Raven told Stephanie she was glad to have met her, however, that didn’t mean she’d cut Bug-Woman any slack. Cheralyn was the only disappointed one. Her arm had healed instantly…

With a laugh, I read all one hundred messages, with ever more coming in. For the most part, everyone had enjoyed our journey. We’d all gotten back safely, and one more Labyrinth-related experience was eagerly added to the books.

Then an e-mail came in from and address I’d never seen before. At first I thought it was a newbie, wondering what we were talking about. Or maybe some dumb spam again. But clicking on it proved me wrong:

 

Dear Libby,

Your bravery and perseverance never fail to amaze me. If your belief in

magic and fantasy were but a fraction of what it is, all would be for naught.

Be well, dear girl. Remember always this day, as well as my offer.

 

Jareth

 

And I vowed I would.

 

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