“Peter's face clouded. "Everything comes at a price. Or have you not learned that yet?”

“Everything comes with a price. Everything. Some things just cost more than others.”

“Peter glanced up at the stars and a wicked smile lit his face. "Time to play," he whispered to the stars and winked. And the stars winked back, for Peter's smile is a most contagious thing.”

“Peter stood up and let a wicked smile slide across his face. "Time to play.”

“Peter finds the lost, the left-behind, the abused. Is that not why you are here? Did Peter not save you?”

“Help her," Peter pleaded. "Do something. You have ways. Your potions. Your medicines. Do something.”

“The boy planted his hands on his hips and a broad smile lit his face. "My name's Peter. Can I play too?”