Not that Lily had cared. She had spent that first night they arrived on the other side of the fence, digging quietly for a sign of anything magical. Dana's job was to watch for drunken college students who wanted to wander down and check out what was left of the place.

"If only we had gotten here sooner," Dana mumbled.

"If wishes and buts were candy and nuts..." Lily began.

"Please, no," Dana begged.

"Then we'd all have a Merry Christmas."

"You know I hate that saying." Dana turned north on College Ave. It had been one of her dad's favorite things to tell her when things weren't going her...