Illustration: To Meet in the Treehouse

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Excerpt Chapter Four

      Lowering herself onto the decking, lying on her back, Heather propped the small pack beneath her head as a pillow. Again elongating the gilded scope, she sought out her favorite constellation, Orion, above the leafy treetops. From her vantage point, she was able to glimpse part of him, his unmistakable sword and belt. Heather thought it strange how, in the open air and depending on her mood, the starlight warrior was either soaring through the sky or falling from its reaches.

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