Chapters (50)
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- Dedication
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- ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
- ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Fort’s eyes widened, and he glanced at the others, who seemed just as worried.
“Changes?” Fort asked, his mouth suddenly dry. After the attack at the old school, he’d assumed he’d be expelled for breaking so many rules, but Colonel Charles had assured him at the time that he was going to be kept on, as they needed more healers. But now, with so many new students, maybe something had changed.
“You’ll see,” Colonel Charles said. “Let’s take a walk over to the dormitory. You’ll need to gather all your things.”
- THREE -
COLONEL CHARLES LED FORT TO the door as the Chads all clapped ironically. Jia and Rachel both looked worried, while Cyrus gave him a pitying look, which was never a good sign from someone who could see the future.
Once they stepped outside the cafeteria, Fort assumed the colonel would stop and share whatever was happening, but the man kept moving, walking just ahead of Fort in silence, back to the dormitory. When they reached it, he waved Fort inside. “Grab everything you’ve got here, please.”
Fort didn’t move. “Are you… expelling me?” If it was happening, then Fort would have to do… something. He wasn’t sure what, but there was no way he could leave now, not when he was so close. If he got sent home, he’d be giving up his chance to rescue his father forever.
“Expelling? Of course not,” Colonel Charles said, and Fort let out a huge sigh of relief. “But you’ll be moving out of the dormitory here. So do as I say, please.”
That didn’t make any sense, but Fort went to gather his things, which didn’t amount to much. He’d packed a bag when he’d left his aunt’s apartment almost a month ago now, but the bag had never reached the school, so all he really had were his uniforms and boots. That, and the last thing his father had given him, a brochure of the Gettysburg Address translated into multiple languages. Fortunately, he kept the brochure with him in his pocket at all times anyway.
The only other things that were sort of his were some old mystery novels he and Cyrus had found lying around in unused rooms here at the new school. He took one he hadn’t finished and left the rest for Cyrus. For some reason, Cyrus loved the books, probably because he refused to use his magic to see how they ended.
With Fort’s hands full of clothes and boots, Colonel Charles turned and walked back out of the dormitory without another word. Fort took a long look at his home of the past two weeks, beginning to worry again. Where was he going? And why was he being separated from his best friend?
“Don’t make me wait on you, Fitzgerald,” Colonel Charles said from outside the door, and Fort hurried to catch up.