Bethany did not remember falling asleep, but she woke up in the same midnight blue room from before, wrapped in the same heavy comforter in the same bed. She sat up and stretched and looked around. Sunlight was pouring in through the open curtains, and it seemed like a bright day outside.
When Bethany arrived back in Highland Park, she walked to Adriel’s townhouse from the bus stop at a brisk pace, although her backpack slowed her down a bit. Her visit to the museum had inspired her. It had been more than a coincidence. It had to be, right?