Your Questions Part 4 and Reverse Q&A!

Hello everyone! 🙂

It’s been a while since I did a Q&A post here (sorry about that). Many of you were intrigued by the idea of a reverse Q&A, where I ask you things I’m curious about. So after tackling a few of your questions, I’ll ask you some of my own!

 

1) Will the Predzels be in any future books?

I’m not sure yet. I haven’t planned to include them, but they may appear in a future story if they could help the main characters.

 

2) Did Sigurd get Gleym back?

Yes, definitely. 🙂 I love the fact that you remembered to ask about her!

 

3) Do we know what happened to Jigson’s parents?

Oh, I can’t wait for you to read Hunting in the Highlands! The answer is yes!

 

4) How much of the Hrein Orka in Iceland Intrigue is based on real science, and how much is fiction?

It’s mainly fiction … but who knows? Maybe there are principles of it that someone has yet to discover 😉

 

5) What is the significance of ‘Twelve Lemons’?

It’s a phrase with quite a personal meaning for Jigson and Detective Mortimer – otherwise it wouldn’t have guaranteed Jigson’s identity in Iceland Intrigue.

Is it part of a big mystery? Or is it something more innocuous? Will they spill the beans in Book 8? … Maybe!

 

6) When you wrote Hunting the Highlands did you plan out the whole book before you started writing?

Yes. I did make a careful plan so that the book would progress with logical structure and so I would know where the story was going – it had the potential to be quite confusing with characters splitting up and traipsing all over Scotland.

But the need to be flexible arose when I reached the end and realized that the climax was not right for the story … so a whole new ending had to be written!

Do you have burning questions for a future post? Send them via the contact page!


Now … here are my questions for you! 🙂

1. Who are your top 2 favourite male characters?

2. Who are your top 2 female characters?

3. Who is your favourite villain? (Miss Verton, Lewis Nickel, Bud Larone, Rolf/escaped convicts, Dainn, Herr Klaus, or someone else?)

4. Which is your favourite title in the series, and why?

5. Should one of the characters be in a relationship/courtship? Who and why? (I’m not promising anything by asking this 😉 I’m genuinely curious! 🙂 )

I look forward to finding out what you think! 🙂

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4,267 thoughts on “Your Questions Part 4 and Reverse Q&A!

  1. Garth – without a question.
    Jigson (well, yeah 😛 ) and Twelve Lemons
    Rolf.
    Guomundur.
    Alastair.
    Maybe Cassidy.
    Maybe Manel.
    Detective Mortimer is pretty much a given now, I think.
    (I’ve said this before but I’d love to see an agent/detective team-up)
    (I also know how hard it is to write numerous characters into a story, keep their personalities correct, and not bog down the plot line with trying to interweave everyone)

  2. I just got the first two books for my birthday, and my ten-year-old sister started reading them!
    I think she’s getting hooked!!!!!!

  3. Hey, sorry it’s been so long since I last wrote! My grandparents came in town on Saturday, so I’ve been a little busy.

    Jigson arrived at Detective Mortimer’s house and got out of his car. He walked up to the door and knocked. The Detective had apparently been watching for him, for the door was instantly opened. “Hello Detective Mortimer,” he said.

    “Hello Jigson, come on in,” Detective Mortimer replied.

    The two walked into the living room and sat down to talk about what was going on. “Any more news on Tom?” Jigson asked.

    “Yes, he and Rolf have escaped. Rolf said that they will try to find a safe place to hide until we can find them. Right now, we need to figure out when and how we are going to do that.”

    “Alright. Do you still have a signal from Rolf’s tracker?”

    “Yes,” Detective Mortimer answered. “Tom’s device is showing up too, look.” He showed Jigson his phone. On the screen, two bright yellow dots shone in the middle of a map.

    “Good,” Jigson said. “Have you heard from Garth recently?”

    “He said he is ready to join us whenever we need him.”

    “Now that they’ve escaped and we know where they are, we need a plan,” Jigson said.

    “I know, and I think I have one,” Detective Mortimer said. “You and Garth can go find Rolf and Tom, and I can stay here to give you directions if you need them, and send help if necessary.”

    “That sounds good, except we probably should have one more person go with Garth and I, because who knows how many people will be searching for them. What if we ask Phil to join us?” Jigson suggested.

    “I was just thinking the same thing, but I didn’t know who could go. So, if Phil will come, you three can start off as soon as it’s morning,” the Detective said. ” Lets say, seven o’clock.”

    “Seven o’clock it is. We can all meet here and then head out.”

    ***************************************************************************************************

    Phil woke up, slightly confused. He was sure a noise had woken him up, but it was 5:30 and his alarm didn’t go off until 6:00 A.M. Then, the noise came again, three short beeps. “Oh, it’s my phone!” he thought. He picked up his phone from the nightstand and looked at it. It was a notification for an email from the Detective. Wondering if it had any news about Tom, he quickly opened it. It read:

    Hello Philip,
    J and a friend are going somewhere, and they want to know if you can join them. If you can, we’ll all meet at my house at 7:00 A.M.
    Have a good day, DM.

    “J and a friend are going somewhere, and they want to know if you can join them.” Phil muttered. “Ah ha! That must mean that Jigson and someone are going out to look for Tom and Rolf, and that they want my help.” Phil quickly got out of bed and got dressed. Then, he looked for Mr. Baker. He couldn’t find him, but then remembered that his father had said he was going to the workshop early the next morning. He walked out to the workshop, wondering what his father would say.

    Mr. Baker looked up as Phil walked in. “Oh, hello Phil. You’re up a little earlier than usual.”

    “I guess so,” Phil laughed. “I came here to show you an email I got from the Detective.” And he showed Mr. Baker his phone.

    Mr. Baker read the message, and then Phil said, “I think he means that Jigson and someone are going to look for Tom and Rolf and they need my help.”

    “That’s what I think too. You can go, but be careful! Although, I don’t really need to tell you that anymore,” Mr. Baker smiled.

    Phil laughed. “I will. I better go now, or I won’t be at the Detective’s house by seven. Bye Father.”

    “Bye son.”

  4. Phil walked out to the car and started the engine. Scout followed him, whining and pawing at the car door as if asking if he could come. Phil stopped a minute, thinking. “He probably would be helpful, but will Detective Mortimer want him along?” Then, an email came through. It was from the Detective. Phil opened it, and read,

    ‘If you think that German Shepherd, Scout, you found will be any help, please bring him. You never know when we might need a dog.’

    “Alright then Scout, jump in!” Phil said as he opened the door to the backseat. With one leap, Scout was in the car, his tail wagging happily. Phil quickly went inside to get the leash they had bought for Scout, just in case it was needed. When he got back, Scout was laying on the floor, apparently enjoying just being in a car. Phil climbed in the car, snapped his seatbelt, and drove off.

  5. “What time is it, Rolf?” Tom asked. It was a couple hours after their escape from Mr. Larone’s headquarters. Since then, the two had been walking almost the whole time, trying to get as far away as possible before someone discovered their disappearance.

    “About 6:00 A.M.” Rolf replied. Then, noticing that Tom looked tired, he added, “Lets stop for a bit so I can contact Detective Mortimer and ask him what we should do now.”

    Tom was glad for a chance to sit down and rest. He leaned against a tree, hoping that Rolf’s conversation with the Detective would take a while, for that would extend their break.

    Rolf sent Detective Mortimer a message to see if he was there. HELLO? DM?

    IM HERE, the Detective replied.

    WHAT SHOULD WE DO?

    FIND SOMEWHERE OUT OF SIGHT UNTIL JIGSON, GARTH, AND PHIL REACH YOU. ARE YOU BOTH ALRIGHT?

    YES.

    GOOD. HOPEFULLY WE WILL MEET UP A LITTLE AFTER NOON. TAKE CARE OF TOM.

    I WILL. SEE YOU THIS AFTERNOON THEN.

    SEE YOU THEN.

    Rolf turned to tell Tom they needed to keep going, but then saw that he had fallen asleep. “He’s really tired,” Rolf thought. “I’ll let him rest for a bit longer, but we have to go soon” Rolf looked in the direction of the place they had escaped from, watching for any sign of danger.

    **************************************************************************************************

    Phil had arrived at the Detective’s house a little early, so he waited in the car with Scout. During the drive, Scout had climbed up onto the passenger seat. Phil had been worried that Scout might start playing around and bump something, but he had just looked out the window. He had seemed to be watching for something. “I wonder…” Phil thought. “Could Scout have been a police dog? He apparently likes riding in the car, and he seemed to know that he needed to stay still in the front seat. Also, Andy said that he didn’t try to bite Vince, but only knocked him over and the gun out of his hand. Well, I’ll probably never know.” Just then, two other cars pulled into the driveway beside him. Phil looked at his watch, and saw that it was 7:00. “That must be Jigson and the ‘friend’. Come on Scout, lets go,” he said.

  6. Phil got out of the car and opened the door for Scout. He then clipped on the leash and walked across the driveway. He watched as Jigson got out of the car closest to him, and Garth the other. Then, Detetive Mortimer walked out of the front door. Jigson, Garth, and Phil went to meet him, and after hellos were said, they briefly discussed the plan.

    “So, we are going out to find Rolf and Tom, and you’ll stay here to do anything else that is needed?” Phil asked.

    “That is correct,” the Detective answered. “Hopefully it won’t take too long to reach them.”

    “We should get going if we want to find them before it becomes too hot out here,” Garth said.

    “You’re right,” Jigson agreed. “Lets go.”

    “Are we taking separate cars?” Phil asked.

    “No, we’ll all go in mine,” Jigson replied. “Come on.”

    With that, the three and Scout got into Jigson’s car and set out.

    ***************************************************************************************

    Tom woke up and looked around. Confused, he tried to figure out where he was. Then he remembered the events of the previous night, and that he and Rolf were in a forest. As he thought about everything that had happened, the thought occurred to him that he hadn’t told Andy what was going on like he said he would. He quickly opened the panel and sent a message.

    ARE YOU THERE ANDY?

    YES. WHATS GOING ON?

    WAITING FOR DM I THINK.

    JIGSON, GARTH, PHIL, AND SCOUT ARE COMING.

    SCOUT IS COMING? I HOPE THEY GET HERE SOON.

    ME TOO. BE CAREFUL OUT THERE.

    OKAY.

    Tom looked around, and noticed that Rolf was not with him. He wondered where he could be, when he heard a crackling sound behind him. Tom jumped.

    “It’s alright Tom, it’s just me.”

    “Oh, Rolf! Where did you go?” Tom asked.

    “To that small hill, right over there,” Rolf pointed to a hill about thirty feet away. “I wanted to see if anyone was coming after us.”

    “Did you see anyone?”

    “No, but I can’t be sure no one is following us.”

    “I hope no one is.”

    “We should go now,” Rolf said.

    Tom stood up. “Where are we going?”

    “I’m not exactly sure, but Detective Mortimer said somewhere out of sight.” Rolf responded.

    “I guess we’ll keep going until we find a place like that, then,” Tom said.

    **********************************************************************************************

    Jigson stopped his car. They were about forty yards from Bud Larone’s headquarters. Everyone quietly got out of the car, for they did not want anyone in the house to know they were there.

    “Which way do we go?” Garth asked.

    “Rolf said they headed away from the back of the building, so that way,” Jigson said.

    “How will we find them? They could have gone a number of directions from here,” Garth said.

    “It will be hard,” Jigson said. “But we will have to pick a direction, and pray that it’s the right one.”

    Phil was thoughtful. “Detective Mortimer said Rolf picked the lock on the front door, right?”

    “Yes, why?” Jigson asked.

    “Scout is good at tracking, and he likes it, too. Andy and Tom made a sort of game out of it, telling Scout to go to different people, and then he would find them by following their scent. I bet he could do it now!”

    “Perfect,” Jigson said. “Now lets sneak up to the front door, and see how he does.”

    They carefully approached the front door. Scout started sniffing the ground as soon as they got there. Phil bent down and whispered, “Go to Tom, Scout!”

    Scout eagerly pulled at the leash, wanting to go. As soon as Phil started forward, he almost ripped the leash out of his hand. Everyone followed Scout as he led them in what they hoped was the right direction.

  7. I know Morse Code! I send it everyday around the world (no fooling)! 35wpm contesting!
    Aubrey, when are you going to continue your fanfiction?

  8. Rolf and Tom walked on, scanning their surroundings for a good place to hide, or any sign of danger. After several minutes, Tom, spotting a large opening in the side of a hill, exclaimed, “Look Rolf, is that a cave?”

    “It looks like one,” Rolf replied. “Let’s go see.” As they walked closer, they saw that is was a cave.

    “This seems like a good place,” Tom said. “Look at all the rocks someone could hide behind.” This was true, for there were sections of the cave wall that stuck out, making an ideal hiding location.

    “Well, I don’t think we’ll find any place better than this,” Rolf said.

    “So now, we should just wait for them to find us?” Tom asked.

    “That is what we’re going to do,” Rolf answered.

    *****************************************************

    Scout led everyone away from the building. As they went, they could see footprints here and there, broken twigs, and flattened grass. “Do you think anyone has come after Rolf and Tom yet?” Phil asked.

    “I can’t tell,” Jigson said. “It doesn’t look like many people have come this way, but there isn’t a way to tell whether it was two or four.”

    “Something I can tell,” Garth mentioned, “Is that there is a storm coming.”

    Phil and Jigson looked up. Dark clouds were slowly forming in the sky, and the storm would probably overtake them in a few hours.

    Sorry, but I wasn’t able to write yesterday. However, I was able to get this scene done today!

  9. “That doesn’t look good,” Phil said. “I hope it’s not a thunderstorm.”

    “Me too,” Jigson agreed. “Especially when we’re in the middle of this forest.”

    *************************************************************

    “What was Mr. Larone up to while you were working for him?” Tom asked.

    “I only know that he wanted to get the artifacts and sell them to Miss Verton,” Rolf replied. “Other than that, I didn’t get the time to find out. I wonder what he was doing when you saw him last night.”

    “Nothing good, that’s all I know.”

    “Probably so.”

    Both were silent for a while, wondering how long they would have to wait. They had found a section of rock that was large enough for the two of them to sit behind, and were there.

    “How long do you think it will take for them to find us?” Tom asked.

    “Depending on when they started, anywhere from three minutes to three hours.” Rolf answered.

    Tom walked to the entrance of the cave and looked out. I wonder how far they are, he thought. As he glanced at the sky, he noticed dark clouds. “I think a storm is coming,” he said.

    Rolf came to look. “You’re right. I hope Jigson and the others get here before that hits.”

    “What if it starts raining just as they get here?”

    “We’ll probably all wait it out in this cave. That’s the safest thing to do.”

    ********************************************************************

    Andy and Abby were mucking out the stalls in the barn, and talking. “I hope Tom as alright,” Abby said.

    “I’m sure he’s fine,” Andy said. “It’s not like he’s all alone. Besides, Jigson, Garth, and Phil will probably find them soon.”

    “I guess you’re right,” Abby agreed. “If you had to re-live one of the adventures our family has been on, which one would it be?”

    “Let’s see…probably the one in Scotland. Or, maybe the one in Oakwood Reserve. Definitely not the one in Spain, or when we found that ruby ring.”

    “Those two were the worst for sure,” Abby said. “After Spain, we thought Jigson was dead, and when we found the ring, Father and Mr. Wilbur were kidnapped.”

    “Which one would you choose?” Andy asked.

    “Hmm. I think I would pick the first one. That one wasn’t so bad, and that’s when we first met Mr. Jigson and Detective Mortimer. I might pick Oakwood Reserve, but I got bitten by a wolf there.”

    “I forgot about that,” Andy said. “Then I actually would pick the one in Scotland.”

    • Really good!! I like that you had Andy forget about Abby being bitten in Oakland Reserve. That’s such his personality.

  10. “That doesn’t look good,” Phil said. “I hope it’s not a thunderstorm.”

    “Me too,” Jigson agreed. “Especially when we’re in the middle of this forest.”

    *************************************************************

    “What was Mr. Larone up to while you were working for him?” Tom asked.

    “I only know that he wanted to get the artifacts and sell them to Miss Verton,” Rolf replied. “Other than that, I didn’t get the time to find out. I wonder what he was doing when you saw him last night.”

    “Nothing good, that’s all I know.”

    “Probably so.”

    Both were silent for a while, wondering how long they would have to wait. They had found a section of rock that was large enough for the two of them to sit behind, and were there.

    “How long do you think it will take for them to find us?” Tom asked.

    “Depending on when they started, anywhere from three minutes to three hours.” Rolf answered.

    Tom walked to the entrance of the cave and looked out. I wonder how far they are, he thought. As he glanced at the sky, he noticed dark clouds. “I think a storm is coming,” he said.

    Rolf came to look. “You’re right. I hope Jigson and the others get here before that hits.”

    “What if it starts raining just as they get here?”

    “We’ll probably all wait it out in this cave. That’s the safest thing to do.”

    ********************************************************************

    Andy and Abby were mucking out the stalls in the barn, and talking. “I hope Tom as alright,” Abby said.

    “I’m sure he’s fine,” Andy said. “It’s not like he’s all alone. Besides, Jigson, Garth, and Phil will probably find them soon.”

    “I guess you’re right,” Abby agreed. “If you had to re-live one of the adventures our family has been on, which one would it be?”

    “Let’s see…probably the one in Scotland. Or, maybe the one in Oakwood Reserve. Definitely not the one in Spain, or when we found that ruby ring.”

    “Those two were the worst for sure,” Abby said. “After Spain, we thought Jigson was dead, and when we found the ring, Father and Mr. Wilbur were kidnapped.”

    “Which one would you choose?” Andy asked.

    “Hmm. I think I would pick the first one. That one wasn’t so bad, and that’s when we first met Mr. Jigson and Detective Mortimer. I might pick Oakwood Reserve, but I got bitten by a wolf there.”

    “I forgot about that,” Andy said. “Then I actually would pick the one in Scotland.”

  11. Abby laughed and suggested that they get back to work so they would finish in time for lunch. After they were finished with the rest of the chores, they walked up to the house. In the kitchen, Mrs. Baker was busily preparing lunch.

    “What are we going to have for lunch, Mother?” Andy asked.

    “Pasta and garlic bread. It’s almost ready, would you two please set the table?”

    “Sure,” Abby replied. She and Andy quickly set the table, then they and Mr. and Mrs. Baker sat down to eat. After they prayed, Abby said, “It sure feels strange with only the four of us here.”

    “I know, it really does,” Andy added.

    “At least we will probably all be here tonight,” Mr. Baker said.

    “I hope so,” Mrs. Baker agreed.

    ****************************************************

    Phil pulled on the leash, telling Scout to stop. Phil, Garth and Jigson had been following Scout for about four hours. Even though Scout seemed to want to keep going all day non-stop, his three companions were getting tired.
    “Whew, we’ve been walking for a while!” Garth said. “It’s 11:45 now, and we’ve been out here since 7:30 this morning.”

    “I’m not sure how much longer it’ll take us to find Tom and Rolf, but I hope it’s soon,” Phil added. “Jigson, how much farther?”

    “Let me check with the Detective,” Jigson replied, and began sending a message to Detective Mortimer through his watch. After a couple minutes, he said, “Detective Mortimer said they’re about twenty minutes away, according to the tracking devices. They are waiting for us in a cave.”

    “We’re almost there, then!” Phil exclaimed. “ Come on, let’s go!”

    “We either need to find them and get out of here fast, or wait in the cave with them. That storm looks like it’s only ten minutes away,” Garth said. He was right, for the clouds were moving fast and steadily growing darker.

    “I think our best option is to stay in the cave until it passes,” Phil said. “I do not want to be around any trees when that thing hits.”
    Everyone started off at a fast walk, hoping to reach the cave before the storm broke. Scout was in the lead.

    *****************************************************

    • Yeah! (One question: couldn’t they have just used the tracking device instead of following Scout or contacted them via that? Sorry, just something I noticed.) You’re doing a great job! Can’t wait to see more!

      • Well, since they were in a forest, they couldn’t get a good signal from the tracker, but Detective Mortimer could since he was at his house. It would have been hard for him to direct them the WHOLE way, so that’s why they used Scout.

      • Good job noticing that, though! I should have put that into the story somehow so it wouldn’t be confusing.

  12. So, I may not be the only one who noticed this, but in HitH where her and Fergus escape the glen Abby recalls back to when she was twelve and jumped the fence bareback. The scene mentioned Millie using a strange horse, even though it was Abby with the strange horse and Millie riding Calvin. Have y’all noticed this?

  13. Tom watched the storm clouds. “It will be here any minute”, he thought. “I wonder where the others are.” He walked back into the cave and decided to look around it and see if he could find anything interesting. However, the cave was very small, and Tom found nothing unusual. As he sat back down behind the large section of rock, he felt his wristband vibrate.

    WE WILL BE THERE IN ABOUT 15 MIN. SEE YOU SOON.

    Tom wondered who the message was from, and decided that it was probably Phil. As far as he knew, Garth and Jigson didn’t have Morse Code devices. He decided to ask.

    WHOS THIS?

    PHIL

    OK. SEE YOU SOON.

    Tom was about to tell Rolf that the others would be there soon, when the sound of footsteps came from the front of the cave. He peeked around the rock just in time to see a person appear at the entrance.

    Tom’s eyes widened and he quickly pulled back from the corner. Rolf noticed and was about to ask a question, but Tom motioned for him to be quiet. Rolf looked confused, and then surprised as the footsteps started again. As they both listened, the person came closer, then stopped.

    “Where are they?” a man’s voice grumbled. After a few seconds, he turned around and walked off.

    Rolf and Tom listened as the man’s footsteps faded away. After he was sure the man was gone, Rolf said, “I wonder who he was.”

    “Probably someone Mr. Larone sent after us,” Tom said. “He sounded upset.”

    “Did you see him?” Rolf asked.

    “A little bit, but I didn’t recognize him,” Tom replied.

    “I’m glad we were back here. He would’ve seen us.”

    “Me too.”

    ***********************************************

  14. “There’s the cave!”

    Phil looked up to see Garth pointing to an opening in a hill about twenty yards away. Scout seemed to get excited also, for he darted forward, ripping the leash out of Phil’s hand. “Scout! Come!” he yelled, and ran after him.

    Scout stopped and turned around, whining eagerly. Phil picked up the leash and jogged the rest of the way. Jigson and Garth followed quickly. As he neared the entrance, Phil called, “Tom? Rolf? Are you there?”

    *********************************************

    “Did you hear that?” Rolf asked.

    “Hear what?” Tom asked.

    “It sounded like a dog whining,” Rolf replied.

    “No, I didn’t,” Tom said.

    Just then, a voice called their names.

    “I heard that!” Tom exclaimed.

    Rolf quickly stood up and looked around the corner. “They’re here!” he said, and started heading out of the cave.

    Tom hastily followed him, and the first thing he saw was Phil and Scout as they came to the opening of the cave.

    “Phil!” he cried, running forward and giving him a hug.

    “Tom! We’ve all been really worried about you!” Phil exclaimed. “Are you alright?”

    “Yes. I’m so glad you’re here!”

    “Hello Rolf,” Phil said, stepping forward to shake hands. “It’s good to see you again.”

    “Hello Phil,” Rolf replied with a grin. Then looking at Scout, he asked, “And who’s this?”
    “This is Scout,” Phil answered. “Abby found him a few days ago, and we decided to keep him. For a while at least,” he added.

    “Hi Rolf and Tom!” Jigson said.

    “Hi Mr. Jigson!” Tom exclaimed.

    “Hello Jigson,” Rolf said.

    “I’m glad to see you’re both okay.” Garth said.

    “Garth?! You’re here?” Rolf exclaimed in shock.

    “Yes, actually I am,” Garth replied.

    “Where have you been?” Rolf asked, still a bit surprised.

    “I lived about half an hour from the Bakers’ farm.”

    “I thought you moved to a different country.”

    “I was going to, but plans changed,” Garth said.

    “Oh,” Rolf said. Before he could ask another question, Jigson directed everyone’s attention to the weather.

    “Looks like we’ll be here for a while, if that’s a thunderstorm” he remarked. Outside, rain was pouring down, forming puddles and miniature rivers everywhere.

  15. Hey I was just wondering, what are y’alls favorite verses?
    Mine is Esther 4:14 “Perhaps this is the moment for which you have been created.”

      • My favorite verse is Psalm 4:1
        Answer me when I call, O God of my righteousness! You have given me relief when I was in distress. Be gracious to me and hear my prayer!

        P.S. I’ve been watching all of your comments but not commenting myself (obviously!) and was wondering if you are ever going to stop? All of your fanfiction is cool!

    • I have a lot! 1 Corinthians 1:25 is near the top of the list though. “For the foolishness of God is wiser than men and the weakness of God is stronger than men.”

    • Mine is Joshua 1:9; Have I not commanded you? Be strong, and of good courage! Do not be afraid, nor be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go.

  16. Thankful for all the brave men and women who lost their lives seventeen years ago, on 9/11.
    And praying for anyone still affected by it.

  17. Tom looked confused. “Why would we not have to stay here if it isn’t a thunderstorm, Mr. Jigson?”

    “If it’s a thunderstorm, we might get struck by lightning if we go out there,” Jigson explained. “But, if there is no lightning, we could start heading back now in the rain and not have to wait.”

    “How will we know if there is lightning or not?” Tom asked.

    “If we wait about ten minutes and there is no lightning during that time, it’s probably safe,” Jigson replied.

    Ten minutes later, Phil said, “I haven’t heard or seen any lightning.”

    “Me neither,” Rolf agreed.

    “Who would rather go than stay here?” Garth asked.

    Everyone wanted to get out of the forest, so they set out. The hike back to the car seemed to go faster, since everyone was talking about the events of the last few days. Phil told the others how they had found Scout, and Rolf and Tom told everyone else about their adventure. With so much to discuss, time flew.

    **********

    “We’re almost there,” Jigson announced.

    “Good, I’m tired!” Tom said.

    “I’m glad the rain stopped,” Rolf said. “Now we aren’t soaked for the drive back.” After they had left the cave, the rain had continued for another hour, and then the storm blew over.

    They soon came in sight of Jigson’s car and got in. After driving for forty-five minutes or so, they reached the Bakers’ house. Mr. and Mrs. Baker, Abby, and Andy rushed out to meet them.

    “I’m so glad you’re back!” Abby exclaimed.

    “I am too!” Andy added.

    After everyone had said hello, Mr. Baker asked, “Why don’t you all stay for dinner? We’d love to hear what you all did today.”

    Jigson, Garth, and Rolf accepted the offer and went inside with everyone. There was a lot of talking at the table, as everyone answered and asked questions.

    Once everything had calmed down a little, Rolf turned to Garth. “When we were all in the cave, I asked you why you weren’t living in a different country, and you said that the plan changed. What was the other plan?”

    Garth smiled. “You’d be surprised to know what it was,” he said.

    Now everyone, except Jigson, was waiting for the rest of Garth’s answer.

    “I was originally going to Iceland.”

    “Really?” Abby asked.

    “Yes. But when Jigson found out that the RDC’s headquarters were there, he thought it would be safer to go somewhere else,” Garth replied.

      • No, it can’t be almost over! You’ve done a great job, Aubrey! It’s so much fun seeing what other people’s conspiracy theories are!

        …any other volunteers for writing more fanfic until Miss Hedgcock announces book 8? 🙂

      • My thoughts exactly, though also for the reason that I’d have to reread all the books first to get the feel for writer style, character personalities, and such. My brain is out of theories at the present time too:)

      • I read Miss Hedgcock’s books all the time. I’m reading one of them at all times. It just helps me as a writer to read a good book before I sit down to write. I’m sure everyone has books they read before writing.

  18. Here’s my Twelve Lemons. I hope you like it!

    Haelix skipped into the supermarket, then stopped to wait for his uncle.
    He loved going shopping with Uncle Dunn!

    “Hil.” His uncle was speaking to him. Haelix turned and looked at his uncle’s face.

    “Yes sir?”

    “We have a few things on our list today, but only one thing here. I’ll wait by the registers if you can go to the produce section and get,” his uncle seemed to be counting inside his head, “Twelve Lemons.”

    Haelix’s face lit up, Uncle Dunn was letting him go through the store by himself! “Yes sir!” He said, then, with a grin, he turned to head for the produce section.

    When he reached the produce section, he started looking for the bright yellow citrus fruit. He frowned, he couldn’t see them anywhere. Then he noticed the ‘Produce’ sign that was hanging over a counter. His heart sank as he realized that he would have to speak to the lady behind the counter. He slowly walked over to wait in line, in front of him was a boy with reddish-brown hair who looked a couple years older than him. Suddenly, it was his turn.

    The lady looked at him and smiled. “Hello lad,” she said, “what can I get for you?”

    It felt like his heart was in his throat, he tried to say something, but couldn’t. The other boy must have still been around, because he came up to Haelix, put his hand on his shoulder, and smiled at him.

    “Hi,” He said, “My name’s Mort, what are you getting today?”

    “T-Twelve Lemons.” Haelix managed to stammer.
    The boy turned to the lady behind the counter and smiled, then said, “He would like Twelve Lemons, please.”

    “Certainly!” She said, with warm smile towards Haelix. She stepped over to the lemon bin and began counting Lemons into a bag. “Here
    you are.” she said, handing the bag to the boy.

    “Mortimer!” It was a lady standing a couple of aisles away.

    The boy looked up at her, and said, “Coming Mother.” He handed the bag of Lemons to Haelix, and turned to walk away.

    “Wait!” Haelix cried, as he walked after the boy. He caught up to the boy just as he reached his mother. “Thank you for helping me! He said gratefully.

    “You’re welcome!” The boy said, then he turned and walked away with his mother.

    Haelix watched them walk away, glad that there was still good and kindness in the world, even though ones parents and sister were gone.

    ***********************************************
    Several years later…….

    Jigson, Detective Mortimer, and his parents walked into the police station and found seats, so they could sit and wait for the meeting to begin. After making sure that his parents were comfortable and didn’t want a drink of water , Mortimer sat down beside Jigson and glanced over at him, “You’re very quiet right now, Jigson.”

    “I was thinking about something that’s been bothering me for a little while.”

    “What is that?”

    “Well, it’s just, your mother seems familiar somehow, as if I had met her somewhere before.”

    “Hmm, that’s strange.” They were silent for the next few minutes, each absorbed in his own thoughts.

    Suddenly, Jigson looked up, a smile creasing his brow. “I think I’ve got it,” he exclaimed, “Twelve Lemons, a British boy helping a shy young boy get his groceries!”

    “Was that you?” Mortimer asked, an amazed look on his face.

    “Yes,” Jigson said, “I will always remember the boy who saved me from embarrassment that day.”

    “I came to the rescue because you looked fit to faint!” Mortimer said with a chuckle. Their attention was arrested as the Chief of Police began to speak.

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