«Second to the right, and straight on till morning!» Peter said. That was how to find Neverland. But even birds with maps couldn’t find it using these directions. Peter just said whatever came to his mind.
At first, Wendy, John, and Michael trusted him completely. Flying was so much fun that they wasted time circling church towers and tall trees. John and Michael even raced, laughing as they zoomed through the air.
«We are flying!» Michael shouted.
«Much better than just flying around the room!» John added.
But soon, they realized they had been flying for a long time. Wendy frowned. «How long have we been flying, John?»
«Maybe it’s our second night over the sea,» John guessed.
The children felt cold at times, then warm again. Sometimes they were hungry. Peter had a strange way of feeding them. He chased birds carrying food, took the food, and the birds chased him to take it back. It turned into a funny game, and they all laughed. But Wendy thought, This isn’t a proper way to eat!
When they got sleepy, things became dangerous. As soon as they fell asleep, they started dropping from the sky.
«Save him, Peter!» Wendy cried one time when Michael fell.
Peter laughed and caught Michael just before he hit the water. «That was close!» Peter said with a grin. But he always waited until the very last moment to save them.
Peter could float while sleeping. «How does he do that?» John asked.
«He’s so light, the wind carries him,» Wendy whispered.
When Peter wasn’t showing them how to fly, he liked to show off. He flew close to the water and touched shark fins as if they were railings on a fence.
«Stop showing off, Peter,» John grumbled.
«Be nice to him!» Wendy told her brothers. «What would we do if he left us?»
«We’d just fly back home,» Michael said confidently.
«But how?» Wendy asked. «We don’t know how to stop flying!»
Peter hadn’t taught them how to stop yet. John thought about flying around the world until they reached their window again.
As they flew, they bumped into clouds and got scrapes. «If Nana were here,» Wendy said, «she’d put bandages on all of us!»
Sometimes Peter flew far ahead, leaving them alone. He came back laughing about adventures he had with stars or mermaids, but he never explained fully.
Wendy was worried. «What if Peter forgets us?» she said.