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 48
The wetness had melded the leather laces into a tight, slippery knot. She tugged at it, worry making her fingers clumsy. Tenspot hovered behind her, muttering about wishing he’d remembered to bring his pocketknife.
When she finally worked the knot loose, Jack crabbed backward, pulling his foot free. The abandoned boot and sock stayed in place, plugging the opening like a cork in a bottle. Nessa rocked onto her heels, shaking dirt from her hands, as Jack leaned back on his elbows. He flexed his ankle. “It’s not broken.”
Tenspot said, “If it was, I could set it with a tree branch.”
“I’m glad we didn’t have to put that remedy to the test.” Nessa stood up. “Let me check for cuts.” She rolled up the leg of Jack’s jeans, the dirt making dark outlines of her hands on the denim, like Indian paintings on a cave wall.
Tenspot crowded closer.
Jack sat up, craning his neck around the boy’s head. “See anything?”
***** 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?