Chapters (105)
- Cover
- Title Page
- Epigraph
- Before it All Started
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Four Weeks Ago
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Now
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Four Weeks Ago
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Now
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Three Days Ago
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- Chapter 36
- Chapter 37
- Chapter 38
- Chapter 39
- Chapter 40
- Chapter 41
- Chapter 42
- Chapter 43
- Chapter 44
- Chapter 45
- Chapter 46
- Chapter 47
- Chapter 48
- Chapter 49
- Chapter 50
- Chapter 51
- Chapter 52
- Chapter 53
- Now
- Chapter 54
- Chapter 55
- Chapter 56
- Chapter 57
- Chapter 58
- Chapter 59
- Chapter 60
- Chapter 61
- Chapter 62
- Chapter 63
- Chapter 64
- Chapter 65
- Chapter 66
- Chapter 67
- Chapter 68
- Chapter 69
- Two Hours Later
- Chapter 70
- Chapter 71
- Chapter 72
- Chapter 73
- Chapter 74
- Chapter 75
- Chapter 76
- Chapter 77
- Chapter 78
- Chapter 79
- Chapter 80
- Chapter 81
- Chapter 82
- Chapter 83
- Chapter 84
- Chapter 85
- Chapter 86
- Chapter 87
- One Week Later
- Chapter 88
- Chapter 89
- Acknowledgements
- Keep Reading …
- Books by Ross Welford
- About the Publisher
Then he takes a deep breath and says, ‘How about I tell you that I love you instead? And your brother. That I always have and always will.’
I turn to face him. ‘That would be good. I guess.’
He gives a sad little nod. ‘Aye. Well, it’s true. I love you, then and now and always.’
I smile. I didn’t know how much I needed to hear this.
‘Listen, Malky,’ he says, ‘I’ll be better in future, I promise. But you’ve got a job to do, and I’m not the one to help you.’
From behind me comes an urgent voice. ‘How much longer you gon’ be, Dream-boy?’
Chapter 78
I turn, and there is only Mola. My dad has gone.
Mola holds out her hand to help me up and we stand, soaking wet, looking back where we came. My foot and leg are in a terrible state, but the agony I should be feeling is less than I expected. Perhaps it will come later. There are no crocodiles to be seen.
‘I … I think we just did something pretty amazing,’ I say to Mola, panting. She sniffs and shrugs.
‘Not over yet. And we are running out of time.’
She’s right, of course. I have known it since the start of this dream. No way am I going to get through this on my own. I have been trying to dream up help – Kenneth, even my dad – but I am not in control.
What did Kenneth say? The sun is coming up in the real, awake world? That would make it way past six a.m., and I’m normally awake by six thirty, even without an alarm. If you account for the time that has passed since Kenneth said that …
‘I should say we have about fifteen minutes,’ says Susan.
What? Where did she come from?
‘You look surprised to see me. Do not be. Instead, let’s get going. Hi, Mola. Sorry I am late. I was so nervous I could not sleep. But it worked. You were right.’
My head swivels between them. ‘It worked? What worked? What are you doing here?’
‘I came to help. I hope that is okay.’
‘Well, yes, but … am I dreaming you?’
‘Actually, I think we are all in this together. But, right now, there may be more important considerations, Malky.’
I turn my head away from the wind in order to listen better. From afar, I hear Seb.
‘Malky! Help!’
Without saying anything, the three of us start to run towards his voice.
Chapter 79
When we reach the big rock, I hold up my hand to Mola and Susan. We stop and crouch down behind it.
I hear Seb again: ‘Malky! Help me!’