I whirled around.

A girl stood several yards behind me in the rubble. With an I'd Rather Be Reading t-shirt. Bright eyes glowed blue behind her glasses. Sorceressi blue.

"Darby?" I whispered. What I saw couldn't be real. But no matter how much I wished it to be an illusion, she still stood there. Her hair had come undone from her ponytail so it hung in a tangle past her shoulders to hide some of her face. But not those eyes.

A spasm gripped her entire body. ...