Lucy Black didn’t like her new house, and she had told her mother as much. Her complaints fell on deaf ears; her mother, Julia, was going through a divorce and insisted that they were lucky to find such a nice, lakeside house, especially at such a short notice.
Of course, had Julia seen the little girl that lived in the lake, she might have reconsidered.
Goooood afternoon maties!
So, shaking with nerves, Wish hauled herself on to the back of the bear, taking hold of her long brown fur as she climbed it like a hillock. The bear generously barely even flinched even though Wish must have been pulling her hair, and Xar and Bodkin climbed up behind her.
‘Hold tight,’ said the bear, getting to her feet.