Ransom Riggs

somewhen adv.	2014 R. Riggs Hollow City iii. 64 ‘See?’ Emma said, grinning. ‘We’re somewhen else!’ And just like that, we’d entered a loop—abandoned a mild morning in 1940 for a hot afternoon in some other, older year, though it was difficult to tell just how much older, here in the forest, away from the easily datable cues of civilization.