© 2012 Pamela Cowan
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This book is dedicated to victory over our fears
and to Val (Cherokee) my fearless friend.
And God saw the light, that it was good,
and God divided the light from the darkness.
Building No. 246, US Army Family Housing, Pattonville, West Germany
“I don’t want to play,” Austin said.
"Sure you do,” her brother, Muncie, insisted. “Come on. All you have to do is sit inside, right here in this spot," he patted the ground inside the doorway, obliterating the tic-tac-toe game she’d drawn in the dirt earlier. "We'll shut the door and the lights will come on. You just have to look around and see what's in there. Then, after we count to ten, we'll open the door and let you out and you'll tell us what you saw.