alice dinah and eilonwy

Pierce, Colorado – 3028 A.D.

“Daddy, why can’t I go with you?” Four-year-old Meg Korso asked her father as he sped through the military base.

“You’re too young, Meg,” Joseph Korso- known to most as just Korso- replied. “Where I’m going is no place for a little girl.” He glanced down at Meg, who was sitting on his lap clutching her favoriete stuffed animal; a roze and purple seahorse he got for her while on assignment in Greece last year. He smiled at his daughter. “Besides, u like spending time with Sarah.”

Meg bit her lip. “I guess.” Sarah Hawkins was a nice woman...

Belle hurried back towards the house, her hart-, hart racing. “You’ve done it now, Angel,” she zei to the small cream Pomeranian/Chihuahua crossbreed that was scampering along at her heels. Pausing for breath outside the door, Belle looked down at her dog. “Why did u have to nip her?”

Angel hung her head and looked genuinely apologetic. Belle sighed. She could never stay angry at Angel for long. “I know, I know,” she said, leaning on the wall. “You did it because she came at us with a bezem and shouted at me.”

Pushing open the door, she slipped quickly inside the Benbow Inn, weaving...