What a truly, horrible, terrible, no-good day, Fable thought miserably.

Truly, everything had gone wrong.

First, she’d upset her friends and went on a walk to try to clear her head. Then she found herself lost in the winding streets. New York didn’t have this problem. The streets were numbered, for Christ's sake!

She’d ended up near some weird fountain but just when she thought things were looking up, she saw this guy in a hoodie push over an ...