“I’ve wanted to do this for a long time. Almost since we met…”
Snow closes his eyes again and smiles like he’s trying not to.
I smile, too, only because he isn’t watching. “I thought it was going to kill me.”
63
AGATHA
Penelope wakes me up by pulling the covers down. I yank them back up.
“Wake up, Agatha. We have to go.”
“I’ll go later. I’m sleeping.”
“No, we have to go. Now. Come on.”
I’m lying at the end of her bed. We slept this way, and she kept kicking me in the back.
“Goaway,Penelope.”
“I’m trying. But I need you to drive me.”
I open my eyes. “Drive you where?”
“I can’t tell you. Yet. But I will.”
“Somewhere in London?”
“No.”
“Penny, it’s Christmas Eve. I have to go home.”
“I know!” She’s already dressed. She’s got her hair pulled back in a giant frizzy ponytail that would probably be nice and wavy if she’d put any product in it at all.Anything.Hand lotion. Shaving cream. “And youcango home, Agatha. But first I need you to drive me to the country.”
“Why?”
“It’s a surprise,” she says.
“No.”
“An adventure?”
“I’m going home.”
Penny sighs. “We have to go help Simon.”
I close my eyes and roll away from her.
“Agatha? Come on… Is that a yes or a no? If it’s a no, can I take your Volvo?”
64
BAZ
I wake up at least an hour before Snow.
It’s hard not to watch him sleep.
