Where is he?”
“Through the rabbit hole, Alice,” Asmoday instructs, gesturing with a sweep of his hand in the direction of the door.
“Off to see the Mad Hatter, I suppose.”
“Indeed.”
“So,” Keely asks as she brushes past her brother, hand on the door knob. “What’s that make you? Twiddle Dee or Twiddle Dum?

Auteur: Cheryl McIntyre