The Harp and the Ravenvine by Ted Sanders EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Author: Ted Sanders
- Language: English
- Genre: Children’s Fantasy & Magic Adventure
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April
APRIL WOKE IN DARKNESS TO THE SOUND OF BARON GROWLING. Not that she
could hear the dog, exactly. He was far out in the backyard at the edge of
the woods. It was impossible to hear anything outside, not with the window
closed and Uncle Harrison’s ancient air conditioner wheeze-rattling from
the next room over. No, it wasn’t the sound of growling that woke April
from her troubled sleep. It was the . . . what? April didn’t quite have the
word for the way the dog’s warning bloomed inside her mind.
She wasn’t sure there was a word.
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She lay in her bed and focused on Baron’s anger, vibrating like a wasp’s
nest in her head, until she swore she could almost feel a rumble in her throat
and chest. It made her heart pound. Baron was a farm dog, sturdy and wise,
not the type of dog to get riled up in the middle of the night without reason.
For a moment April was sure the stranger she’d seen yesterday had
returned, the woman with fiery red hair, watching the house from the trees.
But no—yesterday, Baron had barely bothered to notice the red-haired
stranger before she slipped away. Whatever he’d caught wind of tonight
was something . . . different.
April waited for the dog to settle down. Instead his growling grew
deeper. April’s arms and legs began to tingle, aching to act. She kicked the
blankets back and sat up, reaching for her temple. She couldn’t hear Baron
growling, no, but she didn’t have to hear.
She just knew.
She knew because of this: the mysterious object she’d found at the flea
market two weeks before. Flat, and about the size of her open hand, it was a
delicately crafted golden vine, curling and beautiful, with tiny gold and
silver leaves. April wore it wrapped around the back of her left ear, where it
hugged her tight, as if made for her. It lay snug against the side of her head,
the only jewelry she had ever even tried to wear. But of course the vine was
more than mere jewelry. Much more. April wasn’t willing to say that the
vine was magic—she didn’t believe in magic, and felt only a little bit bad
about it. But there was no denying that what the vine did was . . .
phenomenal. Yes, that was a good word. Phenomenal.
Downstairs, the ancient grandfather clock in the hallway began to
chime. It was three in the morning. After it fell silent, she pressed the vine
against her temple, listening hard. Through the vine, a part of Baron’s mind
was alive inside her own. He was a brave dog, a good dog, protecting the
farmhouse, protecting April and her older brother, Derek, and fat Uncle
Harrison. Just as she’d known that Baron hadn’t felt threatened by
yesterday’s red-haired stranger, April knew how badly he yearned to bark at
whatever was out there now; her own throat itched with the urge. Even
more, though, she knew that a terrible stench drifted out from the midnight
woods, digging deep into Baron’s sensitive nose, stinging and foreign and
troubling.
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