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help.”
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“Don’t you think you should stop sticking up for him so much? I mean, what would happen if you were not around? It’s bound to happen.”
Meghan stared at him, baffled. He was talking like a grown up.
“Why would I not be around?” She asked testily.
“It’s always a possibility. You’re not going to be fourteen forever, things change.”
“I’m not fourteen yet, I’m turning thirteen next week, remember?” She was getting upset now. How could he forget how old she was? “Let’s just go find Colin,” she said.
“He enjoys spending time with you. You are the big brother he’ll never have,” she rolled her eyes as if her brother was intruding on her life.
Sebastien followed, dropping the subject.
They found Colin deep in the flea market, in a tent far away from the others. It was full of old books, antiques, and knickknacks that seemed to have no purpose.
“Hey guys,” he beamed. He had not expected them to find him. He pointed to a tattered looking old man behind the counter. His long hair was white, and pulled back in a ponytail and he leaned on a cane.
“This is Jasper Thorndike. He owns all of this.” The man nodded hello.
They waited patiently, as Jasper showed Colin around the store. Meghan and Sebastien were only partially listening, but tried to act interested. On more than one occasion, they caught each other’s eye and tried not to laugh.
They were finally about to leave when Colin stopped to browse over some books he had missed. At that same 62
moment, Jasper Thorndike came out from behind the counter. He spoke with a grizzled voice.
“I can’t help but notice that you like my books.”
“I would take them all if I could,” Colin responded.
“Don’t you have enough already?” argued Meghan.
He ignored her, his eyes glued to an antique, velvet covered book the white-haired man pulled out of his vest.
Jasper set it gently on the counter, pronouncing the title, seeing that Colin was not sure how to.
“Magi-cantee…magic and then antee…like ante up, put together.”
“Magicante,” Colin repeated, enthralled.
Meghan and Sebastien glanced over his shoulder and watched as he opened it, carefully.
“Wow, what are these?” he asked Jasper.
“A collection, a pretty darn good one, and, one I would only entertain selling to the right buyer.” Inside the book was a collection of thickly textured exotic leaves, colored in deep browns and reds, with glimmers of gold. They measured four to five inches wide, and were equally long. Meghan could see that Colin would not leave without the book. He loved collections and this one was unique.
“These aren’t from around here, are they?” asked Colin, captivated. Deeper in, the leaves glimmered with yellows, greens and silver.
“No, I dare say they are not! However, I am not at liberty to say where they came from, since I reckon I don’t rightly know.”
Sebastien and Meghan watched as Colin flipped through the collection.
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“That book there is yours for the rock bottom price of five dollars.”
“Are you serious? Just five?” Colin was already reaching into his allowance money.
“Congratulations, young fellow,” said Jasper, taking the cash.
The trio walked out of the tent and headed back into the festival crowd, making their way to the main road, where they were to meet up with Uncle Arnon and the Jendayas.
They got to the road with just seconds to spare as Sebastien’s father, Milo, pulled up his car.
Colin bounded to the rolled down window and showed them his new acquisition. After the youngsters piled into the back seat, the group headed to a small café, which resided in an out of use lighthouse at the end of the lake.
Deserts were their specialty, in particular, the Whoopee Pie. Today’s flavor: maple molasses, which included a layer of maple cream in between two round, chocolaty molasses cakes.
The group headed back to the central part of town to see what band was playing, and
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“Don’t you think you should stop sticking up for him so much? I mean, what would happen if you were not around? It’s bound to happen.”
Meghan stared at him, baffled. He was talking like a grown up.
“Why would I not be around?” She asked testily.
“It’s always a possibility. You’re not going to be fourteen forever, things change.”
“I’m not fourteen yet, I’m turning thirteen next week, remember?” She was getting upset now. How could he forget how old she was? “Let’s just go find Colin,” she said.
“He enjoys spending time with you. You are the big brother he’ll never have,” she rolled her eyes as if her brother was intruding on her life.
Sebastien followed, dropping the subject.
They found Colin deep in the flea market, in a tent far away from the others. It was full of old books, antiques, and knickknacks that seemed to have no purpose.
“Hey guys,” he beamed. He had not expected them to find him. He pointed to a tattered looking old man behind the counter. His long hair was white, and pulled back in a ponytail and he leaned on a cane.
“This is Jasper Thorndike. He owns all of this.” The man nodded hello.
They waited patiently, as Jasper showed Colin around the store. Meghan and Sebastien were only partially listening, but tried to act interested. On more than one occasion, they caught each other’s eye and tried not to laugh.
They were finally about to leave when Colin stopped to browse over some books he had missed. At that same 62
moment, Jasper Thorndike came out from behind the counter. He spoke with a grizzled voice.
“I can’t help but notice that you like my books.”
“I would take them all if I could,” Colin responded.
“Don’t you have enough already?” argued Meghan.
He ignored her, his eyes glued to an antique, velvet covered book the white-haired man pulled out of his vest.
Jasper set it gently on the counter, pronouncing the title, seeing that Colin was not sure how to.
“Magi-cantee…magic and then antee…like ante up, put together.”
“Magicante,” Colin repeated, enthralled.
Meghan and Sebastien glanced over his shoulder and watched as he opened it, carefully.
“Wow, what are these?” he asked Jasper.
“A collection, a pretty darn good one, and, one I would only entertain selling to the right buyer.” Inside the book was a collection of thickly textured exotic leaves, colored in deep browns and reds, with glimmers of gold. They measured four to five inches wide, and were equally long. Meghan could see that Colin would not leave without the book. He loved collections and this one was unique.
“These aren’t from around here, are they?” asked Colin, captivated. Deeper in, the leaves glimmered with yellows, greens and silver.
“No, I dare say they are not! However, I am not at liberty to say where they came from, since I reckon I don’t rightly know.”
Sebastien and Meghan watched as Colin flipped through the collection.
63
“That book there is yours for the rock bottom price of five dollars.”
“Are you serious? Just five?” Colin was already reaching into his allowance money.
“Congratulations, young fellow,” said Jasper, taking the cash.
The trio walked out of the tent and headed back into the festival crowd, making their way to the main road, where they were to meet up with Uncle Arnon and the Jendayas.
They got to the road with just seconds to spare as Sebastien’s father, Milo, pulled up his car.
Colin bounded to the rolled down window and showed them his new acquisition. After the youngsters piled into the back seat, the group headed to a small café, which resided in an out of use lighthouse at the end of the lake.
Deserts were their specialty, in particular, the Whoopee Pie. Today’s flavor: maple molasses, which included a layer of maple cream in between two round, chocolaty molasses cakes.
The group headed back to the central part of town to see what band was playing, and
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