Just a tiny bit more… maybe I could try again.

I set Buddy on the floor, lay back down, closed my eyes, and forced myself to fall back into that dream.

The more I tried to sleep, the clearer my mind got. Then I suddenly remembered my promise to Grandpa. I reached for my phone and checked the time.

Six-thirty in the morning.

Grandpa and Sir Kensington lived on a strict routine. They usually ate breakfast at seven. If I moved fast enough, I ...