Hello my lovely readers! I'm happy to announce that, at the request of Retro Mania, I am finally posting a sequel to this story. Part of me wanted to completely rewrite this story as well, but that seemed excessive. Instead, I am making a few minor adjustments for the sake of clarity and continuity. I hope you enjoy the updates and will check out the sequel: Summer with the Wild West Show.
Chapter 1: Camelot Needs Help
"Jack! Jack!" Jack looked up from his book and saw his sister, Annie, running toward the couch. "Jack, the tree house is back!"
"How do you know?" He didn't want to get his hopes up.
"I just know," she said breathlessly. Jack didn't believe her. "And I thought I heard a cannon shot!" Jack froze. Then, he heard it: the distant boom of a cannon.
"Let's go," he said. "Mom, we're going out!"
"OK. Just don't go too far, and be careful," she called back, but Jack and Annie were already outside. They ran through the yard and into the Frog Creek woods. There, in the tallest oak, was the tree house. They climbed up the rope ladder and found Morgan waiting for them.
"Morgan," said Annie. "We missed you! Why were you away so long?"
"There is going to be war in Camelot. A rebellion has taken place, and Arthur needs your help."
"Are we going to get to go to Camelot?" Jack asked.
"Maybe, but I need you to find four sources of strength for the king's armies. Here is your first research book." Morgan took a book from the folds of her robe and handed it to Jack. The title was The Battle of the Alamo.
"We're going to the Alamo?" Jack said. He looked up, but Morgan had vanished. "We should probably get going." Jack pointed to the picture of a quiet town on the cover. "I wish we could go there," he said.
The wind started to blow.
The tree house started to spin.
It spun faster and faster.
Then everything was still.
Absolutely still.