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 41
“We can’t give up yet.” Nessa squinted at the sky. “The storm’s not expected until early morning, and we’ve got a couple more hours until dark.”
Tenspot said, “That’s plenty of time to find Harey. Could be he’s already back at the house. As soon as we finish this last circle, we can check.”
Circle? They’d been traveling in circles?
Jack said, “We’ve been walking in circles?”
“Sure. Wasn’t that the plan? We made a direct line east, then looped around, endin’ up a little further east of Nessa’s house each time.” Tenspot tapped his pocket. “I brought the GPS my aunt bought me. I’ve been keepin’ an eye on the readings. We’re almost back where we started.”
Jack burst into laughter.
Nessa said, “Jack, are you okay?”
Around chuckles, he said, “Finer than frog’s hair.”
When she laughed, Tenspot said, “Did I miss a joke?”
“No.” Jack cleared his throat and put a hand on the boy’s shoulder. “I want to tell you how happy I am that we hired you as our guide, Tenspot. Juan Ponce de León himself would be proud of you. You’re a first class explorer.”
“Yeah, and I’m hungry, too. Can we eat now?”
“Good idea.” Jack shrugged off the knapsack. “You hungry, Nessa?”
“Starving.” She took the sack from him, opened the flap and handed out sandwiches.
Tenspot took his and wandered off across the clearing. Nessa’s hands brushed Jack’s as she gave him a can of soda, and she paused, smiling at him. “Thank you for this, Jack.”
***** 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?