Kathryn Littlewood - HarperCollins Children's Books

kathryn littlewood
need an extra key. But then she shrugged it away: Her
mother just knew things. It was part of her magic.
Rose took the key from his outstretched palm and
hung it around her neck. She burned with excitement.
“But you are not to open this door unless there is a
fire,” Albert said, the ever-present smile suddenly gone
from his face. “In which case you should try to save
the book. I repeat: Do not open this door. There will
be NO magic.”
All the excitement flew out of Rose, and she
deflated like a popped balloon. No magic? Why?
“Tick tock, people!” shouted Mayor Hammer from
inside the Hummer. “The flu is spreading even as we
speak!”
Albert huffed and puffed in the background as
he hauled six leather suitcases from the house to the
driveway and loaded them into the Hummer. One was
filled with clothes, the other five loaded down with
jars of Madagascar cinnamon and dried fairy wings,
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