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Chapter Twenty-One

Peter

Present Day

“ G wen,” I whispered, peeking from behind the ferns near the shoreline.

“Who is that?” Leaf asked me, moving his head from the tree beside me.

“Someone who has come to help,” I said, looking back at the pixies that were still there with us.

“Welcome, Welcome!” the pixies called out. I saw Dominick, Meria, Michael, and a few other crew members. It had to be a rescue mission for me. I felt a lightness in my chest. Of course, I was grateful that they were there to try and save me.

Gwen . Upon seeing her, I paused, watching as she spoke to Meria, then to Michael.

I watched my brother walk to the treeline and call back to Gwen and Michael.

He had a light in his eyes. “Lost boys, it looks like more help has come. Let us give them a warm welcome!” I called, and the boys cheered.

The group on the beach looked in our direction.

Gwen, standing beside her brother, placed a hand over her eyes to block out the sunlight, and I wondered what she would think about seeing me fly.

I looked down to my shirt and with an impish thought, I unbuttoned a few buttons.

With a smirk and a happy thought—which was easy because my happy thought was the person I was looking upon–I sprinkled some pixie dust over my head and flew above the lost boys, guiding them across the beach to my rescuers.