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77 pages, Paperback
First published June 28, 1992
"Morning after morning, the spring days burst into beauty like blossoming flowers."Felicity feels like she's on top of the world - her birthday is right around the corner, her Grandfather is coming for a visit, and she's doing quite well at her lessons (and she can (mostly) ignore the annoying Annabelle's fake superiority at having a guitar for music lessons).
Felicity knows she must not take the guitar from the house...but maybe, if she were quick? And brought it back right after?
"Felicity cradled the guitar in her arms. She felt as if she had been given something magic..."
When Felicity overhears highly secretive information, she knows she must do something drastic - and quick!
"But the governor isn't a thief," insisted Felicity. "He wouldn't steal."
Isaac said softly, "A frightened man may do anything."
To her, it seems like the consequences are merely a blip, not to be worried about. And that does bother me.
Isaac looked hard at Felicity. "It is very dangerous for a black person like me to be seen on the streets in town at night," he said. "If I were found . . . " He shook his head. "It would not go well for me."
"I know," said Felicity...