Prologue
Lily Jackson, age fifteen, sat in a small restaurant in the town of Treegap, and gazed out the window. With her bright blue eyes and long dark hair, everyone had always said she was the spitting image of her great grandmother, Winnifred. Lily loved hearing this, for Grandma Winnie had been beautiful right up to the day she died, five years before. Lily loved everything about Grandma Winnie. She had been the funniest, liveliest person Lily had ever known. Grandma Winnie was the very reason, in fact, that Lily was sitting in this restaurant in Treegap, staring out at the street. Lily was waiting. waiting for Jesse Tuck.
Lily Jackson, age fifteen, sat in a small restaurant in the town of Treegap, and gazed out the window. With her bright blue eyes and long dark hair, everyone had always said she was the spitting image of her great grandmother, Winnifred. Lily loved hearing this, for Grandma Winnie had been beautiful right up to the day she died, five years before. Lily loved everything about Grandma Winnie. She had been the funniest, liveliest person Lily had ever known. Grandma Winnie was the very reason, in fact, that Lily was sitting in this restaurant in Treegap, staring out at the street. Lily was waiting. waiting for Jesse Tuck.