We could go to Lough Bealach,” Aislinn answered.
“Is that a place, or are you choking?” I asked, earning me a glare in return.
Dad made a strangled sound that might have been a laugh. He covered it with a cough and said, “Lough Bealach is a lake in Ireland. It was once a very sacred place to the Brannick family, if I’m correct.”
“The most sacred place,” Aislinn answered. “It was once the Brannicks’ responsibility to guard it.”
“What’s there that needs guarding?”
“Supposedly, an opening to the underworld,” Mom answered.
“If we’re going to fight demons, it might be handy to have a lot of demonglass, seeing as how it’s the only thing that can kill a demon,” Aislinn said. “And the underworld is the only place we could get it.
“Like literally going to hell?” I asked.
Everyone ignored me.

Auteur: Rachel Hawkins