Annie honest-to-goodness bounced on her toes, hands clasped in front of her chest. Between that and her huge smile, Deb might have been down here with a girl who still attended classes in the building up above, with her own opinions about the current-day Principal Vanover.
“I haven’t been down here for years.” Annie reached up and turned her headlamp on, shining it into the cave. “They’re doing a great job keeping the steps in good shape.”
Deb switched to the right key and opened the lock, shivering at how icy cold the metal was. She turned her own headlamp on, letting the bright white beam play over a narrow passage of gray walls and ceiling. The floor was sort of level, if you considered what looked like a jumble of smaller rocks that were mostly smooth on top level.
“Last time I was
