"Tiara, I hate to ask this, but can you get us home?" I asked as tears ran down her cheeks. Crystal was awake, but it was obvious that she wasn't strong enough to get us home. Not only had she used her power to transport us three times, but she may have a concussion, too.
"I think so," she said, rising to her feet as she dried her tears.
"Tiara, if you like, you can take Crystal and Mark first, and then come back for the rest of us," I said, trying to make it easier on her. Although Tiara was a witch just like her aunt, she wasn't as experienced, and I didn't want her to drain herself.
