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ISBN: 1-4137-1318-1
"The ending was a powerful stop, totally unexpected."
Tina Mathis, NC
Dell is seven years old in 1962. She lives in a place where pine trees whisper secrets and imaginary people come to life. Her mother has little love to give, and her mother's live-in lover is a child's worst kind of problem. Nine-year-old Lucy mysteriously comes to live with them, giving Dell someone to cling to. As children will do when there is no one to shelter them, they contemplate what life would be like with their worst problem out of the way. As the battle unfolds and there is nowhere to hide, opportunity presents itself in its most wicked form. Will Dell and Lucy shed their armor and run, or will they seize opportunity by the neck?
"Flutter By" Excerpt
Way after dark, I heard a pecking noise at my window. I knew it was Harry. He couldn't whistle, so we decided he would peck at my window to let me know he was there. I stumbled hastily to get to the window and let him in.
"Harry," I whispered. "Where have you been?"
"Shhh." He climbed through the window quietly. He wasn't prone to stumbling as I was. I was so glad to see him that I grabbed him in a bear hug. Harry had been there for me for as long as I could remember. I didn't know if I was getting bigger, or what, but he felt way too small.
"I've missed you, Harry."
"I've missed you, too, Dell." We sat on the floor together in the dark with the moon shining through the window.
"I thought maybe you got scalped. I came to see you, but you weren't there." He put his head down as though he were sad. "I have a new friend," I said. "Her name is Lucy, but she's sick and in the hospital now."
"I know. You're sad, ain't you? I don't like for you to be sad, but I just came to say goodbye." He slipped out the window quietly, turning back to give me one last glance. He put his head down and began getting thin. He looked as if he was disappearing, and I could see right through him as the moon glowed. "I have to go for real this time."
Great tears flooded my eyes. "Don't go away, Harry. Please."
"It's time. You don't need me anymore." His feet rose off the ground, and he floated away from the window. His thin body broke up and pieces of him drifted away. His left arm drifted back toward the house and banged on the tin roof, his head went down the dirt path that led to the outhouse, and one of his feet got tangled in the cedar tree. I couldn't look any more.
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