Monday, May 10, 2010

Bridge to Terabithia

We need a place just for us. It would be so secret that we would never tell anyone in the whole world about it. It might be a whole secret country and you and I would be the rulers of it.


"Bang" he said, and took off



"You should draw a picture of Terabithia for us to hang in the castle," Leslie said.
"I can't."
How could he explain it in a way Leslie would understand, how he yearned to reach out and capture the quivering life about him and how when he tried, it slipped past his fingertips, leaving a dry fossil upon the page?


Leslie was one of those people who sat quietly at her desk, never whispering or daydreaming or chewing gum, doing beautiful school work, and yet her brain was full of mischief...


"We've been away for many years...how do you suppose the kingdom has fared in our absence?"

"Where've we been?"

"Conquering the hostile savages on our northern borders," she answered. "But the lines of communication have been broken..."

"You think anything bad has happened?"

"We must have courage, my king. It may indeed be so."



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