Meranda and the Legend of Lake the By MEAGAN MAHONEY Owlkids Books
We two have paddled in the stream from morning sun till dine But seas between us broad have roared since days of long ago Robert Burns
CHAPTER 1 I don’t get butterflies in my stomach I get tempests Anything from thunderstorms to violent swells Tonight my anticipation is a full-blown hurricane We leave tomorrow morning on a six a m flight I know I’m not supposed to be as excited as I am It is a funeral after all but if that’s what it takes so be it Mom got the call during dinner on Sunday It was Gran That was weird because with the three hour time difference she hardly ever calls us in the evenings Mom must have known something was up because she ducked into the den to take the call Her voice was low and there were lots of long pauses Dad and I stopped eating and stared at the closed door to the den Each of us tried to guess what was being said on the other side When Mom opened the door her red eyes locked with Dad’s Her face was pale and serious 1
