Cynthia had an attic. Not just an ordinary attic. Cynthia’s attic was magic.
Cynthia and I came into the world just three months apart. We grew up on the same quiet, sycamore-lined street, our friendship as close as our houses. Fifty years earlier, our grandmothers were best friends. However, we didn’t realize the extent of their friendship until after our experience in Cynthia’s attic. This is the story of one of our great adventures…the way I remember it.

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The Missing Locket Buy at Echelon Press |
The Magic Medallion Book Two Buy at Echelon Press |
Curse of the Bayou Book Three Buy at Echelon Press |
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