Little John's Secret

By Sammy Powell and Buddy Finethy

The zany adventure continues when Little John tells his best friend Owen Kelly about the magic arrowheads. In no time at all they are in a major jam and Sissy has to help bail them out. 

"Little John's Secret" is the second book in the Fox Tree Chronicles series that follows Sissy and Little John Polk on th

• Language: English
• Publisher: BDI Publishers
• Release date: Dec 22, 2017
• ISBN: 9780997044591

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THE FOX TREE CHRONICLES: Little John’s Secret

Copyright 2017 by Sammy Powell. All rights reserved. Printed in the USA on sustainably harvested paper. No part of this book may be copied or reproduced in any form without express written consent of the publisher except in the case of brief quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

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Illustrations by Buddy Finethy

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Chapter 1.

Cabin Fever

Little John looked down at his sleeping dog, then opened the curtains in his bedroom window. MORE rain. It was the first week of August now and it had stormed every day since the family returned from their vacation on St. Simons Island.Little John had been cooped up in the house for almost two straight weeks and was getting a bad case of cabin fever as his dad called it. Not being one to sit down, his dad usually managed to drive the rest of the family crazy whenever he was stuck in the house for too long. According to Little John’s mom, normal people started getting cabin fever after days or weeks inside the house, but his dad had reduced that to hours or even minutes.

Of course cabin fever was not a real sickness, just an overwhelming need to do something – ANYTHING – other than sit in the house. Little John hoped that such an affliction did not run in the family but he had begun to suspect that it did. He was anxious to get outside and even more anxious to sneak back to the tree, the Fox Tree, and check on the magic arrowheads. He and his sister had buried them there and made a solemn promise to tell no one ‐ he could already tell it was going to be a hard promise to keep. The arrowheads were all he could think about day and night. Their attraction was powerful. He wanted to know more about how they worked, and who made them, and if there was really another one, a red one, like Sissy thought. He looked out his window each day and through the rain he could see the top of the Fox Tree in the distance. He wondered what secrets lay waiting to be discovered.

For some reason Sissy didn’t seem to be thinking too much about the arrowheads and had taken being stuck in the house rather well. In fact, from what Little John could tell she didn’t have cabin fever at all. He could hear Sissy and her best friend Brooke playing music and singing down the hall. Brooke was a few months older than Sissy and lived up the street next door to Mr. Casey and his garbage cans - the same garbage cans that Rover turned over to create giant garbage messes of which any dog would be proud. Brooke sometimes helped Sissy and Little John clean up the wreckage when Rover got into the Casey’s trash. On the other side of Brooke lived her cousin and Little John’s best friend, Owen Kelly, who loved Rover and used to try to ride him around like a horse. Little John couldn’t recall Owen actually riding Rover, but he sure remembered him trying … and Rover remembered it too!

Owen had been gone the last two weeks and Little John hadn’t seen him since before that. He missed Owen.

Maybe he’s home now Little John thought. He walked down the hall and poked his head into his sister’s room. The girls were sitting on the floor and Fluffy and Muffin, the Polk family cats, were curled up asleep on the bed.

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Hey Sissy, I’m gonna go up to Owen’s house … can you tell Mom for me?

You tell Mom yourself, his sister replied, anyway, I thought Owen was at football camp this week.

He was, Brooke chimed in. "He came home last night … I was in my room