Beyond: Snillotia Trilogy Book One by Donna Wagner (books you have to read TXT) 📕

was always jarring to see Adam and Evan next to one another. They both had dark, almost black hair and light blue eyes. They were about the same height now as well. They looked like they could be brothers.

Now that the fun was over, and Adam ushered Evan and Ollie toward the garage, Tim grabbed his book and wandered to his room. As he climbed the stairs, he could hear Anna loudly complaining to her parents about the way everyone acted toward Jason. He reached his room and flopped down on his bed. “Ouch!” he exclaimed, realizing he had landed on something more than bed, that was hidden under his blanket.

Tim reached under the covers and discovered that the walkie-talkie he’d used to contact Goldie was hidden there. Anna! We can still talk to Goldie. Stop complaining and come up to my room!

Fine!

Tim heard her annoyance in her thoughts and chuckled to himself. Minutes later Anna appeared in his doorway. “Well, come in,” Tim said.

Anna hesitated a moment more, then entered the room. Instead of sitting on the bed with Tim, she chose to sit in his desk chair. Once she was settled, Tim held up the walkie-talkie. “Goldie’s medallion is still wired to it. We should be able to talk to her through this, like I did before.”

Tim filled her in on what Retep had told him about why Goldie left. “So, what should we ask her about first?”

“Maybe first we should make sure that thing still works.”

Tim nodded. “Would you like to do the honors this time?” he asked, holding out the walkie-talkie toward Anna.

Anna took it from him and pressed the button. “Goldie, can you hear me? We have some questions we need to ask you!”

There was no response. Anna tried again, with the same result. “Let me try,” Tim said, taking it from her.

First, he checked the medallion and it appeared to be connected correctly. “Goldie! Please answer us! It’s important!”

“Tim look!” Anna exclaimed, pointing at the device.

Tim pulled the walkie-talkie away from his mouth and looked at it. The medallion was gone. “What? Where did it go?”

Tim looked down on his bed, looking for it. He pulled the blanket off and looked on the floor, as well. Meanwhile Anna sat and watched him, shaking her head. “It didn’t fall out! While you were talking into it, it just disappeared!”

They looked at each other for a moment and wondered what it could possibly mean. Tim was afraid to say it, but he didn’t think it could mean anything good. “Maybe it just wasn’t meant to be connected to a walkie-talkie,” Anna said, trying to offer a plausible explanation.

“I guess we’ll just have to wait and see.”

PART III:

LIFE GOES ON

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE

“So, class, we’ve reached the end. Who wants to give their thoughts?”

Mrs. MacDonald looked at her class, expectantly. Quite a few hands rose into the air. She smiled, loving the participation she was seeing. A very excited hand in the front of the room caught her attention. “Okay, Peter, go ahead.”

Tim looked up from the notebook he was doodling in. His cousin had changed, somewhat, over the last few months. He was still annoying, but he had completely adapted to this world and he was actually quite happy. He even refused to answer to Retep anymore and insisted everyone call him either Pete or Peter. Tim was barely listening to what his cousin was saying, as he heard his thoughts on the books quite often at home. Suddenly, he felt Anna pull his mind to focus, he looked at her, impressed at the control she’d mastered in the last four months. Her eyes were wide as she looked from him to his cousin. Peter was no longer speaking, but looking at Mrs. MacDonald, as she flipped through her notes. “Peter, while I’m very impressed with your analysis of the book, I’m quite confused by where you came up with the name of the world- this “Snillotia”. The fact that the worlds aren’t named in the books is actually the topic of many theories that revolve around this story.”

Before Peter could come up with a response, Tim jumped in. “I told him the name. It’s what my mother always called it. I know it’s not in the books, but we were talking about it at home and I forgot she left it out. She, uh, made these stories up when I was little and told them to me before bed every night, long before she wrote them down.”

Tim’s voice trailed off. He’d just given way more information than he needed to and felt his face heating up. “Well, that’s an interesting fact, Tim,” Mrs. MacDonald said, “Does it mean anything significant?”

Tim started to shake his head, but Peter beat him to an answer. “It’s his last name backwards, with an “I-A” at the end.”

Mrs. MacDonald thought about it for a moment and said, “So it is! How interesting!”

Tim just nodded and slid down in his seat. He glanced at Anna and saw that she was furious. She was staring at Peter with a murderous glare. Calm down. He made it four months without saying anything. It was bound to happen at some point. At least his opportunity to spill anymore secrets is almost over.

Anna seemed to relax slightly, but Tim could tell she was still angry. The feeling was radiating off her. Seriously, if you don’t calm down, the whole class may wind up attacking him.

This caused Anna to break her stare and look at Tim. One of her newfound powers was that she could make those around her feel whatever she was feeling. She could control it, most of the time. She took a few deep breaths and saw Tim nod when he felt her anger dissipate. “Now, for the final assignment!”

Anna turned her attention to Mrs. MacDonald. “As we discussed on our journey through these books, there are many underlying