JACK AND THE FOUNTAIN OF YOUTH
by HL Carpenter
Ebook ISBN: 978-0-9884095-0-7
Copyright (c) 2012 by Top Drawer Ink Corp.
Continued from Installment 39
Jack’s mouth fell open.
“We gotta catch him! I didn’t put on his harness and leash!” Tenspot raced to the edge of the woods, dropped to his knees, and vanished the same way Harey had.
“Tenspot!” Nessa launched into a run. Jack grabbed the knapsack and pounded after her.
As they reached the bushes, Tenspot re-emerged, the knees of his jeans filthy. His mouth split into a wide grin. “There’s a game trail on the other side! Come on!”
“Wait!” Jack grabbed the boy’s arm as he pushed back the dense underbrush. “I want you to stay in sight. Let’s look for a path around the thicket.”
“Here.” Nessa pointed toward an open spot along the southern edge of the bushes. “We can go this way.”
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Two and a half hours later, Jack sank to the ground beneath the spreading branches of a soldier-straight live oak that hadn’t even been an acorn when he’d visited La Florida in 1513. He shoved his feet through the moldy smelling half-rotted leaves, gouging a trench. A purple-black beetle scuttled across his boot, and a blue jay shrieked over his head. He felt like screaming himself.
***** 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.
The Demise of Fyne Literature. Who killed Fyne Literature? The Fictional Book Investigation Agency is on the case—and the lead investigator is closer to the culprit than he realizes.
Dream Stealer. Is stealing a dream better than losing your own?
Walled In. When her father is accused of fraud, seventeen year old Vandy Spencer discovers her entire life has been built on a heart-shattering deception.
Taxing Pecksniffery. Flying frizzles! The year is 2176, a rebellion is brewing, and the boss wants a recon report. Ichann Count is all wet as a spy, but she plunges into the fray. Will she emerge with her memory banks intact?