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  1. Title Page
  2. Copyright Notice
  3. Dedication
  4. 1
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  95. EPILOGUE
  96. AGATHA
  97. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  98. Also by Rainbow Rowell
  99. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
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“Something to make them stay together.”

I look out at the goats and sigh. I raise my wand. “There’s safety in numbers!” I shout. The goats don’t seem to notice.

Simon kisses my cheek. “Thanks.” He pulls me towards the Wavering Wood. I really am going to have to hunt soon; that rat in the Catacombs merely took the edge off. “Ebb never mentioned that the goats were magic,” Simon says, swinging our hands. “Wouldn’t she have mentioned that?”

“Don’t ask me. I never heard Ebb say anything useful.”

“Your mum gave her that job. I’ll bet your mum knew the goats were magic…”

I shrug. I don’t know what my mother knew. “Wellbelove looked … well,” I say, changing the subject.

Simon gives me a wary look.

I feel foolish for saying it. I try to clarify: “She looked better than the last time we saw her.”

“Huh,” he half laughs. “I’m sure she’s happy to be well clear of those NowNext vampires.”

“Do you think we need to tell anyone about them?” We haven’t talked about it yet—the fact that there are vampires trying to steal magic, and vampires running cities. None of us have talked about any of it since we got away from them.

“I’m not sure…” We’re getting closer to the trees. Simon leans over to pick a stick up off the ground. It’s about the size of a sword. He slices it through the air in front of him. “Seems like maybe the Vegas vampires will take care of the NowNext.”

“But we should tell someone about … Las Vegas, right?”

Simon pulls his chin in. “Should we?”

“I mean, vampires have laid siege to an entire American city…”

“Baz, the whole world is a mess. Have you watched the news lately?” He swings the stick again, like he’s testing its heft.

“I’d think you’d be all over this, Snow. Clearing out a vampire infestation?”

He looks at me like my head is on upside down. “I’m literally sleeping with a vampire.”

“Yeah, but we’re talking about proper vampires,” I protest. “They drink blood.”

He shrugs. “They don’t seem to kill anyone…”

“They assault people.”

“Again, have you watched the news lately? I don’t even think having a vampire city is America’s biggest problem…” He swings his stick in a circle. “How much of any of this are we responsible for?”

“I don’t know.” We’re still holding hands; I hold my other hand up in front of my face, so he doesn’t accidentally hit me. “Some of it.”

Simon looks apologetic and rests the stick over his shoulder. “Maybe if it were happening here…”

“In the UK?”

“In the World of Mages.”

“Pfft. Are you still our guardian, Snow?”