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“Slow down!” Sarah yelped as she was dragged up the stairs by her eager charge.
They reached the landing of the second floor. Another flight at the opposite end of the hall led to the third floor of the house, but between where they stood and those stairs were four doors, two on each side of the passage. The floor was wood like the ground floor, but the walls were plastered in a faded flowery wallpaper. The doors were freshly painted white, but were otherwise of old wood.
Cate turned to Sarah and sheepishly smiled at her. “Sorry about that. I forget I’m stronger than most humans.”
Sarah hung her hand limp in front of her and sighed. “It’ll heal. . .I think. Anyway, what kind of fun were you thinking of?”
Cate hurried down the hall to the last door on the left and turned to Sa
