Published October 15, 2012

Jane meant to bring Hook's key with her, as a souvenir. Once she freed Peter from the anchor, she put the in her sweater pocket.

She didn't think of it again until the day after she returned home, when she was packing for their journey to the countryside. Jane checked the pocket of the sweater she had worn that night – and found that it was empty. There was nothing to indicate that she'd had an adventure.

Maybe it had fallen out when she was flying over London. Or maybe she had never gone at all.

No. She had gone. And having faith meant believing without having proof. Jane knew in her heart that it had all been real.

And when she looked out her window on clear nights and saw the second star to the right shining, there was no room in her heart left for doubt.