Book3:WereMyDreamIs

llysortedthemoutbyspecies,bouobunchesathemintocartswhichtookthemtothecoolundergroundparkinglot.Therewaswatersupplythereandhumidifiers,whichcouldkeeptheblossomsmoistandcool.

    “Everythingisgoingacctoschedule”saidDorna.“Allseemsfine,sowhyareyousighingandlookingsomiserable?”Nataliearmsseemedtobeag,sosheputlittleMaureendowntothegroundandexcimed

    “Hey,youarenolightweight,Maureen!Youwalkbyyourself,butdon’twanderfar,keepwithinht.”TurningtoDorna,sheadded,“JustnowIjusttoldyouhalfofwhatening.There’sstilltheotherhalf.Don’tbeimpatient,I’lltellyoutherest.”Sayingso,theytialkingandwalkingtowardstheflarden.

    Thewispoflightsmoke,personificationoftheWhiteFairy,flewfartherandfartherawayuntilitblende