The New Magic - The Revelation of Jonah McAllister

bed, one leg dangling into the abyss of the floor. Around him were the blue notebooks they had rescued from Jonah's cabin. The research into the magic was all but indecipherable to the five of them, but they were making progress. Gruelling, halting, clumsy progress.
They were the only ones left who had any hope of making it.
A loud honk came from Ezra's mouth and his lips smacked together.
With a prayer she left him to his sleep, returning to the room she and Carmen shared with one of the other women they had picked up since leaving the house, Madison, her name was.
"Jen?" Carmen's sleep garbled voice came to her.
"Yeah?"
"All right. It freaks me out hearing someone roaming around the halls."
"Me too," Madison groaned.
"Sorry. I'll try to be more quiet next time."
Jenny carefully eased herself back into her bed and forced herself to close her eyes. Ezra's dreams were bad enough, but she had her own to contend with. And as the last of her anxiety lost its battle with her need to sleep (however fitfully) she prayed that she would make it to see the day when there was no battle to begin with.
One thing was for certain; she could not withstand the loss of another family.