That wasn't important, what was important was she knew how to get Mr. Riordan to meet her at the stone. She looked up Riordan's number in her father's book.
"Good morning, Mr. Riordan," she said when he answered the phone. "I'm sorry for bothering you so early, but my parents are both in the hospital and I need your guidance. You're the only one I could think to call. There is no one here, it wouldn't be right for you to come to the house. I'll meet you in front of the school and you can tell me what I should do."
She hung up before he could get a word in, but she heard him breathing like he'd just run a marathon. He'd be there, but she wanted to be there first. She threw on her coat and ran out the door. The ice almost sent her flying. It coated the world as it had in her dream. Siobha
