Between them Reginald and Duchess got us back to the highway and we were soon riding away into the approaching evening.
“Where to now?” I asked.
“Just wait and see,” Reginald replied. “We’re closer than I expected.”
Phantoms had no need to bother with fences and gates. We passed right through Farmer Hammet’s boundary fence and several more before coming out onto a dirt road. We passed through Farmer Tenterton’s fences, Farmer Thompson’s fences and barn, and continued on.
“Tell me where we’re going,” I asked, giving Reginald a squeeze.
I heard him laugh. “You’ll see when we get there, which will be very soon.”
The landscape began to change in subtle ways. The trees began to look more knotted, their trunks twisted so their bark grew in wavy lines up the entire length. There was no gras
