( This is where it gets sad. )

It was weird to see Nico's palace of a summer home all dusty and abandoned, and to be able to walk around with her sneakers on without being scolded by Mr. and Mrs. Minoru. Gert couldn't say for sure, being a teenager and all, but she was pretty sure this feeling was not unlike seeing old pictures of oneself from twenty years ago ( Read more... )

After about nine hundred delays that had had Gert anxiously tapping her foot for so long that she was starting to develop blisters, the portal finally dropped off Gert, Bay and Old Lace at the top of the stairs at the new and improved hideout under the La Brea tar pits, where a cacophony of arguing voices awaited them ( Read more... )