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243 pages, Mass Market Paperback
First published January 1, 1985
Singing at the top of my lungs, I swung the Blazer into the driveway, slammed on the brakes, and gasped. "Where's the house? Somebody's stolen my house!"
Aghast, I tumbled from the car and looked around. The modest Cape Code ranch in which my family had lived for more than twenty years was nowhere in sight. The quarter-acre lot upon which it should be so clearly evident was a dense mini-forest surrounded by a thicket of tall hedges. And amidst it all stood I -- cold, tired, hungry, bewildered, and trapped by that behemoth of a trailer I'd just hauled two thousand miles from Texas.
Taking a few steps to the side, I searched for the sidewalk that had to be somewhere beneath the sweeping spruce branches. A flurry of mourning doves rose from the ground, startling me with their labored wing beats and soft cries of distress. Tracking their flight, I spotted the silvery sheen of well-weathered cedar shingles peeping through evergreen needles. A drainpipe, torn loose from the gutter, caught my eye as it wobbled stiffly within the loosening grasp of a metal strap binding it. Nature had stolen my house from view and begun to ravage it, but it was in there, within the trees, waiting for me to reclaim it.