“Neverland is a lie.” She opens her eyes and looks at Mary. “I don’t mean it isn’t real, because it is. I mean things there aren’t what they should be. Neverland is a story, a little boy’s idea of pirates and Indians and mermaids. Except Peter isn’t really a boy. He’s something else. I don’t know what he is, but I think he made himself into the idea of what a boy should be, and that’s a very dangerous thing.”
