Secret Summers. Glynda Shaw
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Название: Secret Summers
Автор: Glynda Shaw
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Учебная литература
isbn: 9781607466079
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I feel that two persons near and dear to me are in grave danger, and I can do very little just now to help them. I am certain, however, that if they remain in THE LIGHT, they shall be safe from the shadows, and those who can be of assistance shall reach out to them.
The two words “THE LIGHT” were written large and in all capitals and seemed to leap off the page. The wording, the penmanship, the general appearance of the simple though astonishing paragraph held the air of a time past, like the leather book that had recently lain next to my purloined diary. ”Gosh,” I said again.
“Gosh is right. You mean to tell me you didn’t drop that in there?” She indicated the carven box.
“I sure didn’t.”
“You didn’t write this?” Monique indicated the curious passage.
I pointed at the previous entries, remembering too late that they might indicate more about me than I intended.
“You don’t usually wear dresses?” she asked absently.
“Not usually,” I said. She was still studying the final passage.
“Let’s take this,” she said, lifting the leather volume now, “and go someplace safe to look it over good.”
“Where’s safe?” I asked. ”I think I know a place,” she said. ”I think first though I’m going to change back into my stuff from yesterday.” Monique moved to the dresser and retrieved the shirt and shorts she’d shucked off the day before when putting on the dress to match the girl in the picture.
“Me too, I guess.” I still hoped Monique wouldn’t guess my real identity because, scared as I’d been, the adventure we were having was more exciting than anything I’d done before, lost luggage or no. Maybe in the shorts and shirt Claire had given me yesterday, I’d feel less the impostor. I took my things into the bathroom to change, returning to hang the dress in the closet next to the one Monique had just taken off.
“Where to?” I asked.
“I want to introduce you to a friend,” Monique said. ”Two actually.” She peered out my window looking up and down the beach. ”Guess if we can’t find your aunt or at least we don’t want to disturb her in her office, it’s okay to leave the yard?” Monique picked up a pen from my art set on the desk, scribbling on the back of a piece of paper ”Off to the lighthouse. Be back before supper.” Clutching the paper, she led the way through the kitchen, leaving her note on the table, then out the front door.
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