Chapter 17Someday, I want to come to England and actually see the place.
So far, on her travels through England with Stanza and Jonah, Mavis had missed all the great sights that she had always dreamed of seeing. Forget Big Ben and Westminster Abbey and the Tower of London and Saint Paul's Cathedral.
All she'd been able to see since arriving at Heathrow Airport was scenery zipping by the windows of taxis and trains. She'd had a constant feeling that historic and breathtaking attractions were passing her by, all within reach if only she could slow down for a second.
But Stanza wouldn't let her slow down. Stanza was in the biggest hurry of all time, dragging Mavis and Jonah along behind her like tin cans tied to the rear fender of a car. Which led Mavis to a question.
What's the hurry
