Sent (The Missing, Book 2)
Margaret Peterson Haddix
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Jonah, Katherine, Chip, and another boy, Alex, have no preparation before they are sent back to 1483 at the Tower of London, with the promise that they can return to the present if they can repair history. They quickly discover that Chip and Alex’s true identities are the 13-year-old King Edward V and his 10-year-old brother, Richard, Duke of York. But before Chip can enjoy being the king of England, they discover that they are virtually prisoners—and that their uncle wants them dead. How can the kids repair time and return home when according to history, Chip and Alex were murdered?
statues in her haste. Jonah reached out his arm to stop her. It’s just an illusion, he wanted to assure her. A trick of the eye. I thought I was seeing things too, just because Chip is doing such a great job. . . . Richard can’t see Chip. Chip’s invisible to everyone in the fifteenth century. Remember? So are we. But Richard’s eyes followed Katherine’s motion, and Jonah’s. “There are more of you?” he murmured. “Children? And in such strange garb . . .” Now it was Jonah’s turn to look down at
didn’t betray us!” Jonah stared at her. She was right. They’d been so upset thinking that JB wanted Chip and Alex dead that they hadn’t given JB a chance to explain. Chip had cut him off and kicked the Elucidator across the room. And then they’d muted it. Jonah dug in his pocket for the Elucidator. He expected it to be completely invisible again or, at best, still stuck on the words INVISIBILITY? Y/N. But it held a full sentence now, in tiny, barely glowing type: WILL YOU LISTEN TO ME NOW?
Alex managed to get her to a standing position. “Leave me alone,” she growled, shaking off their grip. She wobbled toward the door—Jonah could see now, by the thin light that glowed around the edges, that there was a large door leading out of their dark room. He was amazed that Katherine was apparently strong enough to grab the doorknob and yank. The door creaked open a few inches. Katherine gasped. “What’s wrong?” Chip asked, and there was an edge of fear in his voice. Nobody seemed to be
wall where Chip and Alex’s fifteenth-century life was on display. They were still in sanctuary with their mother and sisters. “I won’t lie to you,” JB said. “Death rates were high on medieval battlefields.” “But you wouldn’t send us back there if you really thought we were going to die,” Jonah argued. “Right?” He adopted a joking tone. “Because then that’d ruin our time periods—Katherine and the twenty-first century, and me and, well, whatever time period I’m really from.” JB winced. “All the
seemed to be paying attention to Katherine. Normally Jonah would have approved of that—he tried to ignore his younger sister as much as possible too. But unlike Katherine and Jonah, Andrea had never traveled to the past before. She didn’t know what time period she was going to, or what she’d have to do there. Shouldn’t she be asking questions? Shouldn’t she at least act like she cared? “Only, if you get time sick, that’s no fun,” Katherine rambled on, flipping her blond ponytail over her