| Author: | Angela K. Crandall | ISBN: | 9781310964435 |
| Publisher: | Angela K. Crandall | Publication: | January 25, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Angela K. Crandall |
| ISBN: | 9781310964435 |
| Publisher: | Angela K. Crandall |
| Publication: | January 25, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
"Where am I?" said Jessie.
"Botany, Mrs. Turner's class. Does it ring a bell? Light your bulb?" asked Jude.
Whatever happened I must have hit my head really hard, Jessie thought.
Laying his head on his desk, he tried to remember what he had been doing last, searching for something, the answer to the riddle. He looked down at his desk to see if he could find any clues. There was a botany book on top of the tan colored desk, a pencil, a white sheet of paper containing past notes on the flowers.
Mrs. Turner was going on about finals as well as extra credit. Ah! That's right! Jude and I had done a project together on the symbolism of flowers, but why would that be important?
Jude interrupted Jessie's concentration. "I thought you said you were going to the lake this weekend? Your grandfather always said we could have the graduation party there."
"This weekend," Jessie stammered. “What day is it?"
"Monday. Don’t you remember anything from the past twenty-four hours? It's our finals week. Everyone is graduating. You said you'd go check the place out, make sure it's ready. How long has it been since your grandfather has been gone, Jess? Two years now?"
Jess sighed, finally remembering the deal he’d made. Jess was going to see what was going on, if the house needed a bit of tidying up before having friends there. It seemed like he was in a time warp. How did he get back from the mansion to his botany class?
"Where am I?" said Jessie.
"Botany, Mrs. Turner's class. Does it ring a bell? Light your bulb?" asked Jude.
Whatever happened I must have hit my head really hard, Jessie thought.
Laying his head on his desk, he tried to remember what he had been doing last, searching for something, the answer to the riddle. He looked down at his desk to see if he could find any clues. There was a botany book on top of the tan colored desk, a pencil, a white sheet of paper containing past notes on the flowers.
Mrs. Turner was going on about finals as well as extra credit. Ah! That's right! Jude and I had done a project together on the symbolism of flowers, but why would that be important?
Jude interrupted Jessie's concentration. "I thought you said you were going to the lake this weekend? Your grandfather always said we could have the graduation party there."
"This weekend," Jessie stammered. “What day is it?"
"Monday. Don’t you remember anything from the past twenty-four hours? It's our finals week. Everyone is graduating. You said you'd go check the place out, make sure it's ready. How long has it been since your grandfather has been gone, Jess? Two years now?"
Jess sighed, finally remembering the deal he’d made. Jess was going to see what was going on, if the house needed a bit of tidying up before having friends there. It seemed like he was in a time warp. How did he get back from the mansion to his botany class?
