Chapter 1
You don't know how much this means to me, just taking the kids on such short notice!
No problem
Well thanks anyway. Oh yeah Dad, make sure that the do their home-work before they go to bed. Mathew, Saph, behave!
Yes mommy! Ok.
Well good-bye.
Good-bye. Bye mommy! Bye.
Grandpa Conner?
Yes Saph.
Since we're done with our home-work, will you tell us a story?
A very short one.
Yay!
Hat kind do you want to here?
One from when you were growing up!
Matthew?
Fine with me gramp.
Ok then but this one is mostly going to be about my sister, and my dad.
You had a sister?
Yes I did.
Anyway. It was mid summers night me and my sister were racing to the cove I was winning and she was chasing me.
"Wait up Con!"
"No way I'm not waiting for you!"
I said I wouldn't but I always did.
So she caught up and together we walked down the front yard pushed away the bushes walked down the little path and across the grassy ledge over the foot bridge then climbed down the slippery cliff squeezed between the boulders and stepped out onto the beach. It was the perfect beach. It had a great view the sand was perfectly white and it was secluded from the world by cliffs on three sides while the fourth looked out to the warm open seas.
The water was warm and we played until the water swished around tide rock telling us it was time to go.
"Let's go check on the bonfires" said Saph.
So we did squeezing through the boulders and scrambling up the cliff chasing each other across the bridge and running across the ledge then crawled up the little path. Speeding through the yard we zoomed into the back woods padded up the mossy path and broke into the clearing. Dad was there stacking up log after log until they were in huge tipi like cones towering high above our heads like giant traffic cones. Just then mom came up staggering under her load of hot mulled cider, blankets, flower wreaths rugs and other such things. People started showing up and someone broke out a fiddle and started to play everyone started singing and dancing and all other general means of partying. Saph fell asleep and I sat down and whittled until the fires died down, the dancing stopped and dad scooped Saph up to go. Everything was perfect, too perfect. That was the night everything went wrong. Now I'm going to skip the details of that because you're too young. Now where was I, oh yes. It was almost a year later Dad was gone and me and Saph had made a pact. We were going to find him no-mater what. Well one day Saph surprised me. It wasn't pleasant, she was gone, just gone I couldn't find her anywhere I couldn't figure out where she'd gone but I thought I had a clue. Then it hit me I knew. She'd gone off in Ingo.
Grampy, what's Ingo?
I'm glad you asked Matthew, and I will tell you, but not now, now you need to go to bed. Good night Matthew, good night Saph.
Good night Grampy.
Yeah good night (yawn)
Good night.
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