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The plane had landed, I hadn't realised it until Mirabelle nudged my arm, alerting me of our arrival. The first thing I did was check the time on my wrist watch. It's late, too late to drive to Silverline packhouse so we're staying at a hotel, one close by. King is unloading all our luggage, with Mirabelle helping while I watch, cradling a sleeping Arieya in my arms, with Karla next to me, rumbling about how she missed our old house and wished she'd stayed longer during visits, if only I ...