Life in B.C.’s Okanagan Valley was much more tranquil before European settlers came – but not for the Time Rose Travellers. To find out why, read:
The discovery of an old book provides more information on the medallion, but Paige and Dane will soon be returning to Canada and know it will be several months before they can make another time trip with their cousin Jack. Then, amidst all the preparations for Grantie Etta’s one hundred and fifth birthday party, strange things start to happen.
As a result Jack, too, must go to Canada. Once there, it soon becomes apparent that the only way for the Time Rose Travellers to stop the increasingly distressing alterations to their modern-day lives is to venture far into the Okanagan Valley’s past and locate the syilx girl who holds the legendary Arcanus Piece.
Uncle Edmond dropped Mr. Braxton off first. Getting back into the car he said, “Now then, am I correct in assuming you unearthed something of significance whilst rummaging about upstairs with our American cousin? Something concerning the medallion?”
The children nodded.
“Are you going to tell me what it is?”
“Of course not.” Paige pretended to be shocked. “We can’t tell you, and not Grantie and Granddad.”
“I’m sure they wouldn’t mind.”
“And I’m pretty sure they would.”
Uncle Edmond started the car and pulled out. “Suppose you tell me, and I’ll tell them? Then we could—”
“Pore over it without us? No way,” said Paige. “Besides, you have an airport run to do.”
“That won’t take long. I could go back to Rosebank afterwards. Grantie and I managed to convince your granddad to put off fretting about any strange medallion-related happenings until there were further developments in that regard. If this is a further development, we really should get started on it.”
“Not without us,” Paige said firmly. “We found it, and we want to be there when you start going over it. How long is this surprise thing for Grantie likely to take?”
“Probably not long. You just have to add your contribution to a mural a cousin, Anna Lytham, wants to put up at the party. She’s an artist. Your parents are taking you over to her studio in Staines.”
“What kind of contribution?” Paige asked suspiciously.
“Handprints? What are we, five?”
“Actually, I think it’s going to look quite impressive. She’s leaving a space at one end for Grantie to place her print, and everyone else’s joins onto it, from oldest to youngest. I’ve already plonked mine down, but Trevor & Max haven’t.” He brightened. “If they’re not too jet lagged, I’ll run them over. If you’ve finished by then I might be able to whisk you back to Grantie’s—if that meets with your approval.”
“Sure,” said Dane.
“And in the meantime, not so much as a hint?”
The children shook their heads.
“Heartless little beasts.”
Look for some era and subject-related posts in the days to come!