Miss Peregrine's Home for Peculiar Children - BOOCarz

“You’ll turn into a wrinkled old prune, and for what?
Him?”
“I won’t,” said Emma. “You’ve got to be out of the
loop for hours and hours before time starts to catch up
with you, and it won’t take nearly that long, will it,
Jacob?”
“It’s a bad idea,” I said.
“What’s a bad idea?” said Enoch. “She don’t even
know what she’s risking her life to do.”
“Headmistress won’t like it,” said Bronwyn, stating
the obvious. “She’ll kill us, Em.”
Emma stood up and shut the door. “She won’t kill
us,” she said, “those things will. And if they don’t,
living like this might just be worse than dying. The
Bird’s got us cooped up so tight we can hardly
breathe, and all because she doesn’t have the spleen
to face whatever’s out there!”
“Or not out there,” said Millard, who I hadn’t realized
was in the room with us.
“But she won’t like it,” Bronwyn repeated.
Emma took a combative step toward her friend.
“How long can you hide under the hem of that
woman’s skirt?”
“Have you already forgotten what happened to Miss
Avocet?” said Millard. “It was only when her wards left
the loop that they were killed and Miss Bunting
kidnapped. If they’d only stayed put, nothing bad
would’ve happened.”
“Nothing bad?” Emma said dubiously. “Yes, it’s true
that hollows can’t go through loops. But wights can,
which is just how those kids were tricked into leaving.
Should we sit on our bums and wait for them to come
through our front door? What if rather than clever
disguises, this time they bring guns?”
“That’s what I’d do,” Enoch said. “Wait till
everyone’s asleep and then slide down the chimney