Breakfast!” I recognized Mam’s voice as I drifted out of a dream that involved me fighting the three Diabli I’d seen in the Damaged Zone. Needless to say, I’d been losing. For a second, I was a schoolboy again and worried about being late for school. I was back in what I laughingly refer to as reality before my feet hit the floor. “Coming, Mam,” I shouted back. A quick look at the clock showed it was gone nine. It was unusual for me to sleep late. I must have been more tired than I thought. I used magic to clean myself and get dressed. It wasn’t as much fun as taking a shower, but it was a lot faster. Running down the stairs I ran into Dad in the hall. “Morning, son,” Dad said, deftly stepping out of my way to avoid a collision. “Morning, Dad.” The smell of frying bacon led me towards the kitchen. Mam had laid on a full breakfast and I was suddenly starving. “It was good of you to visit. Your Dad and I have been waking up wondering what world we might find ourselves in.
