"Two reflective unblinking saucers stared right into him. Night-eyes.Startling. Yellow and piercing. Archie felt chilled, rooted, enchanted. Eyes that hovered in the dark. But he knew immediately." His mother drinks too much, his father is a telly addict and his baby sister died a year ago. There's little joy in Archie's life: he rarely goes to school and is left to his own devices. His only friend is Rory, but Rory is trapped inside a tree'. Each...