Page 10 of Black and White, Twice the Might
The men walk off the porch, and people start to walk away.
“Shall we go to the fair first?” Sly suggests.
Xander nods happily. “Yep.”
“Sure,” Enoch says, with a sigh.
“It will be fine,” I assure him. I mean, this place is massive. I’m sure we can keep out of their way.
This fair is somuch fun. It’s been years since we went to one, and the boys, being boys and Sly being himself, have to go oneverything.
As we were walking to the funfair, Sly’s and my magic came back. This area is full of magic, both white and grey, and there is a section that seems to be warded to the hilt. But neither of our magics sense danger.
We bundle onto the ghost train and ride around it; people jump out at us. There are sections of scary monsters and sea creatures. We can hear people from other cars screaming, but the four of us just laugh and point things out to each other.
The boys love it.
“I can’t wait to do this again when it’s dark,” Xander says, happily climbing out of the car.
“It will be awesome,” Sly agrees. “House of Mirrors next.”
We spend ages inside laughing at each other and ourselves as we look in each mirror to see how distorted we look.
We walk outside laughing, and the scent of hot donuts fills the air.
“I smell hot donuts. Can we have some?” Enoch pleads.
“Sure,” Sly says, taking some money out of his pocket and handing it over. “Do you two want to go and get some?”
“Yep, we'll be back,” Xander says, walking off with Enoch.
I watch them walk away, concerned.
“They are both sensible, happy and laughing,” Sly tells me.
I lean into his side. “I know.”
He slips his arm around my waist and kisses the side of my head. “I got another email from my father earlier, demanding I come home and help them in their cause.”
I look at him. “What cause?”
Sly shakes his head. “No idea. I wouldn’t be surprised if it is to do with the rumours, we’ve heard though.”
“We really need to find out if they’re true,” I say, then pause. Something is wrong. “Enoch’s scared.”
We both take off at a run towards the donut stand and see Enoch standing just to the side of it, with two men in front of him. One of them is from the glass shop, the other is the man who put his hands on his hips, during the Mayor’s speech.
We rush to Enoch’s side, and I push him behind us. I feel Xander run over and take his brother’s hand.
“What the hell?” Sly growls out. “Are you in the habit of scaring young children? What were you going to do with him or to him?”
We both send our magic out to read them. One white witch and the other grey.
“Nothing,” the man from the shop said. “I recognised him from earlier and just wanted to talk to him.”
“So, you do that by scaring him?” I say in anger.
“No,” the other man said. “Look, this is going wrong.”
