Back to Blackbrick by Sarah Moore Fitzgerald

Author:Sarah Moore Fitzgerald
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Margaret K. McElderry Books
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Under the circumstances, it might have been easy to forget that I had to go home, but as the week went on, I knew I had to get back to the Granddad of my own time zone. It was getting urgent. Dr. Sally was probably already sharpening her pencils and freshening up her clipboard for her next visit. I had to be there to help Granddad review for his memory test. And now I had all these details about his life that I could fill him in on, so no one would take him away.

Pretty soon I only had one more night left at Blackbrick. That was the night that I found out what George Corporamore really wanted from Maggie, and why he had decided to let her stay at Blackbrick and how, the first time he’d met her in Crispin’s wing, he had interpreted her decentness in the wrong way. And the only reason I found out was because I’d forgotten a bucket and cloth near Corporamore’s study, and Kevin would need it in the morning, and so, quite late, after I’d packed my stuff back into Ted’s bag and checked for the millionth time that the key to the south gates was in my pocket, I went up to get the equipment. I was coming back down the stairs and through the main hallway, and that was when I saw Corporamore and Maggie standing together, very close, near the front door.

I stopped in time and hung back in the shadow of the doorway. I knew they couldn’t see me. But I could see them. I was right there staring straight at them both.

Something happened then that I really don’t ever like to think about, even though I still sometimes do.

Corporamore’s pointy-fingered hand latched on to Maggie’s shoulder. It was dark but still I could see. And then he traced his finger along her neck and he just kept staring at her the whole time with this horrible creepy smile on his face.

Maggie didn’t move at all. And she didn’t make a sound.

He had a cigar in his other hand, and there was a glass of brandy sitting on a silver tray. The air was thick and blue and strong, and I thought for a terrible second that I was going to cough. I kept on watching. I kept on wishing I could look away. But I couldn’t.

And then afterward he stubbed out the cigar on the tray and he picked up the brandy glass and he walked away from her. She tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear, straightened her apron, stood very tall, and walked off in the opposite direction, her boots clicking on the wooden floor and her legs looking as if they were trembling slightly. I might have been wrong, but just then she seemed to wobble and her knees buckled as if she was about to fall.

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