Chapter Twelve: Return to the HouseJamie stood and stared with great interest at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. From what he could tell, he appeared the same as usual – on the outside, at least. Those big, innocent eyes, the slightly up-turned nose, the lips some people said were too tight. An everyday sort of face, nothing special, nothing unique. Just as it had always looked. But it was beneath his features that Jamie experienced real change. He had grown older, more knowing and a good deal more serious. And all because of the dreams. They troubled him deeply, but the last one especially. This was not something conjured up by his subconscious, or a half-forgotten film he'd seen, or a book he'd read. This was real. Up until now, for the most part his memories of the details had be
