they made their way through the dancing , singing , partying crowds , and as they crossed the huge grass square , where the shadow of the pyramid fell , mikey came across jix . '' this is n't working , '' he told jix , lagging far enough behind the king so he could n't hear . '' i can change myself into too many things-he 'll never get bored . '' '' yes , it 's a problem , '' jix admitted . '' and i have a solution , '' said
mikey

if she returned to her father 's place , she 'd have to tell him and her brother that simon had left her , but she 'd have to do that fairly soon , anyway . might as well get it over with . she kicked off the covers and got up , then pulled on an old sweatshirt of simon 's . but before she could reach the hall the doorbell rang . for a moment , she hoped it was
simon

angie could have knocked me over with a feather when she handed over that stack . '' it 's all in order i guess . '' i opened my desk again to retrieve my '' cleared '' stamp and ink pad . i eyed the cross next to my box of paper clips . i had been tempted to use it before , but i was n't so sure that i had the faith to give it
power