Copyright © 2013 by Brighton Hill
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A Watermagic Novel
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Your next encounter will be with the Sirens, who bewitch every man that approaches them… For with the music of their song the Sirens cast their spell upon him, as they sit there in a meadow piled high with the moldering skeletons of men, whose withered skin still hangs upon their bones. –CIRCE TO ODYSSEUS, THE ODYSSEY, BOOK XII
“What took you guys so long?” I tried to calm myself as I stood in the circular driveway beside our motorhome watching my mother, Josette Bellerose. She was getting out of her cousins’ 57 black Ford Custom 300 that reminded me of a car you would see in a mafia film.
Mom tossed her long golden hair over one thin shoulder and winked at me playfully. “Missed you too, Hailes.”
I rolled my eyes. Dad and I were already loading the motorhome and she was supposed to be home yesterday to help. But as usual she had disappeared off somewhere with her teenage French relatives for the past week. All she said was that they were exchange students at Santa Monica High School in Los Angeles and she had to look after them from time to time.