Unless. Unless the monster was here for a reason. Unless it had come walking to heal Conor’s mother.
He hardly dared hope. He hardly dared think it. No. No, of course not.
It couldn’t be true, he was being stupid. The monster was a dream. That’s all it was, a dream.
But the leaves. And the berries. And the sapling growing in the floor.
And the destruction of his grandma’s sitting room.
Conor felt suddenly light, like he was somehow starting to float in the air.
Could it be? Could it really be? He heard voices and looked down the corridor.
His dad and his grandma were fighting.
He couldn’t hear what they were saying, but his grandma was pretty ferociously jabbing her finger towards his dad’s chest.
“Well, what do you want me to do?” his father said, loud enough to attract the attention of people passing in the corridor.
Conor couldn’t hear his grandma’s response, but she came storming back down the corridor past Conor,
still not looking at him as she went into his mother’s room.
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