The ocean waves shine like glittering diamonds. If only the sun could burn away the smell of rotting fish and seaweed, too. Yesterday I chose this path, and now I stand with Hans and Dalen on the cliffside by the secret tunnel door, certain of—and terrified by—what I must do. They insisted on com...
I throw off the covers with a start. It is nearly noon. Father didn’t even wake me to feed the chickens. Could he know why I arrived home so late this morning? That I lingered too long with Ren and his music? I still rescued another girl. That is all that really matters. I slip into my pale blue ...