Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Audio Installment 15

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by HL Carpenter
ISBN: 978-0-9884095-1-4
Ebook ISBN: 978-0-9884095-0-7
Copyright (c) 2012 by Top Drawer Ink Corp.


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Jack and The Fountain of Youth — Audio Installment 15


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“Not a clue. And I don’t want to think about it.” She hurried into the office.

Jack stepped through the doorway too. A desk stood against one wall, the chair in front of it pushed back. On the top of the desk, color-coded wire baskets held stacks of papers. Next to the baskets, a calculator butted up against an answering machine.

Harey nosed a square white plastic box with an antenna and volume control. The box looked like an intercom, so someone working in the office could talk to someone in the work area, or in the house.

A second desk with a computer, printer, and fax machine nestled against the other wall. A crib for Corinda’s new baby, neatly outfitted with a pink knitted throw, stood beside a blanket-covered cot. In the back, another door led into a half-bath.

“Got you, fuzz bomb.” Nessa scooped the rabbit off the desk and handed him to Jack. “Now let’s get that tooth trimmed.”

This time Jack kept a firm grip on the squirmy fuzz bomb while Nessa snipped the overgrown tooth. When she finished, Jack put Harey on the floor. The bunny dashed in a circle around him, then raced back into the main work area.

“Maybe I should follow him.”

“You’re welcome to, if you can keep up with him.” Nessa set the nippers on the desk. “I can’t believe someone thinks the Fountain of Youth is on our property. Why would they call the Pryer and say so? And why would someone break into the greenhouse? It’s not like we keep money or anything valuable here. None of this makes any sense.”

“It has to make sense. We just don’t know the explanation yet.”

A car horn honked.

Jack stepped out of the office as a green and white police cruiser pulled into the clearing.

Nessa gasped and dashed past him. “Sheriff Garrison! Has something happened to Cori?”


***** ABOUT THE AUTHOR *****

HL Carpenter is the pen name of a Florida-based mother/daughter duo who writes from their studios in Carpenter Country, a magical place that, like their stories, is unreal but not untrue. When they’re not writing, the Carpenters enjoy exploring the Land of What-If and practicing the fine art of Curiosity.

Also by HL Carpenter:

The SkyHorse. Fourteen year old Tovi thinks finding a flying horse is fabulous luck–until a mysterious stranger says finders aren’t always keepers.

Dream Stealer. Is stealing a dream better than losing your own?


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