The six years following the abrupt death of her father were the worst of Calista Bishoff's life. Frightened by her own mortality, Callie’s mom threw herself into a search for the Fountain of Youth—and dragged Callie along with her.
Callie should have loved traveling, but instead she hated every minute. When one more failed search sends her mother into depression, they finally return home to California. Sixteen-year-old Callie is ready to hang with her friends and be normal for as long as she can.
But, an unplanned trip to Bermuda with her grandmother throws Callie’s plans awry, and there’s more in store for Callie and her mom than just a simple beach vacation. Callie’s life is turned inside out as she finds herself in a very different world than the one she knows—
Where things exist that she never dreamed were real.
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what you think. Personally after reading this I NEEDED this one!!
Hidden rooms. What did Callie know about hidden rooms? A lot, actually. She’d been with her mother for a lot of hidden rooms. In an ancient Mayan temple in Guatemala two years before, there had been a spring beneath the foundation, accessible only by a hidden staircase. They’d found it by a notch on the wall…
Callie eyed the long stretch of stone wall. It wasn’t lit as nicely as the rest of the temple. She sighed and whipped her bag around to pull out her candle and a match. The flame flared into existence. Stepping closer to the wall, she started her search for anything abnormal.
She ran her eyes from top to bottom, inch by inch, thankful that the ceilings weren’t too tall. There were several strange things she found in the first few feet, but no matter of prodding turned them into anything but natural flaws in the stones.
It wasn’t until she’d reached a half-way point that she hit the jackpot: a shallow depression in the stone. If she hadn’t been trailing her fingers over the wall near her abdomen, she would have completely missed it.
Callie knelt to be eye-level with the dip and lifted her candle until she could see it clearly.
There were faint lines inside the circular depression.
She paused, absolutely still even though her breath quickened. Is this it?
Callie lined her finger up inside the circle and pressed.
There was a pop followed by a brief scraping sound. Callie stood up, her eyes sweeping the wall for the source of the scrape, and then walked forward.
The door might as well have been a section of wall, cut out and fixed up with what was probably an air mechanism to work it. One push of the button and a burst of air knocked open the door. Simple but effective.
Callie hooked her fingers in the small crack between the door and the wall, and pulled hard. It took a couple of heaves, but she managed to get it open enough for her skinny body to slip through.
The candle illuminated a very small room, longer than it was wide. Callie held the candle out before her and squinted into the space as she moved forward. There was nothing in there—no tables, no chairs, no cabinets. Nothing but a wooden trunk on the floor against the back wall.
Her heart raced. Parts of her were already celebrating—Charlotte was right, the book existed, Callie could find the way home…but another part of her was steeling herself for a big let down.
She knelt on the floor, carefully placing the candle at her knee. The trunk wasn’t ornate or special—just wood and gold hinges. It wasn’t even locked.
Callie took hold of both sides and tugged the lid up. It slammed against the wall, and she cringed. She glanced worriedly over her shoulder and waited to hear the sound of running footsteps or yells.
She turned back to the trunk. Picking up her candle, she put her hand over the black hole inside.
On the very bottom was a single, brown leather-bound book.
Callie was frozen in place. She stared at the inoffensive object—smaller than she expected—lying on the wood. It could hold the answers she needed. A shiver ran down her spine, and she leaned forward to pick it up.
She tucked the book in her bag, blew out her candle, and then quickly exited the room. Outside in the narrow hallway, she waited a moment to see if she could hear any distant footsteps before shoving the door closed. It slammed into place with the screech of stone against stone.
Hurrying down the hallway, Callie clung to the strap of her bag and tried to control her emotions. Half-elated, half-terrified, she turned the sharp corner to exit the hidden hallway, then turned once more to leave.
And slammed right into a soldier.
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