Chapter 64

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After coming back to the bookstore, Michelle had gone straight to sleep, too exhausted from the efforts of peeling apart the dimensions to do any of the research Emma wanted. That left her on her own, flying blind, with absolutely nothing to show for it by the time Michelle rose midday. She made Michelle coffee and something to eat, hoping that when she was done, Michelle would announce she had an idea.

She didn’t. And now they were both buried in books, trying to find a solution.

“Maybe it’s not something you can do,” Emma said. It wouldn’t hurt to test the waters about John. If anything, it might get them thinking on a different track. “Is there any other kind of magic that might work?”

“If you’re talking about dark magic, I must remind you that my entire existence is dedicated to making sure people don’t use dark magic to punch through dimensional walls.”