He found himself in a room not unlike the shop. All books again, packed tight on shelves or laying in piles on every surface. It was a cozy room, for all that ; it smelled...

Waiting and hoping is a hard thing to do when you’ve already been waiting and hoping for almost as long as you can bear it.

Dad will come back,’ said Charlie quietly.When Mrs Bone turned to him, she didn’t look sad at all, in fact she was smiling. ‘You know, Charlie, I’m beginning to believe you,’ she said. ‘After what...