The little girl pressed her hands to the window, crying out as her home of five years grew steadily smaller.
“Hush, hush,” Nanny McEvans crooned gently. “There’s a war in England. It’s not safe there. Your parents sent you to live with your aunt and uncle in America.”
If the girl heard her, she gave no implication; preferring, instead, to watch England shrink to the size of a dot as the plane rose high above the clouds.
Six years later
Annika caught the ball easily, grinning at her cousin. She had been living with Jason since she was five, and could barely remember England, where she was born.
“Annika! Jason!” Jason’s mother called.
“Mom, can we have a camp-out tonight?” Jason asked. The family lived in a rustic suburban house just a few miles from the nearest town, but the dense forest made it seem like they were in the middle of nowhere. The night was warm, and the stars were bright; the perfect night for a camp-out.
But apparently Jason’s mother had other ideas. Glancing worriedly at a grizzled old oak by the stream, she firmly refused and went back inside.
Jason gave Annika a sideways look, a mischievous twinkle in his dark eyes. Jason was very short for a twelve-year-old boy, and his ears were slightly pointed. His classmates teased him of being a pixie.
“Wahadda ya say, ‘Nik? Listen to mom or have a camp-out?”
Annika laughed, green eyes glinting with the same mischievous spark that was in Jason’s eyes. “Definitely a camp-out,” she said, tossing her long, dark hair over her shoulder. “How about by that old tree near the lake?”
“Definitely,” Jason agreed.
They ran inside and grabbed their camp-out stuff, then snuck back outside and settled by the old oak. As the full moon rose in the sky, they settled into their sleeping bags.
Summary: Annika and Jason have been inseparable since they were five, until the cousins discover secret truths about their families.
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