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Charlotte and Rose arrive home from school to find their kitchen covered in stinky, orange slime and their parents missing. To rescue them, the sisters use a magical book to travel to the sparkling, underground land called Gem. There they must find alternative sources of magic for the five Heart Duties that make life in Gem possible. With the help of the book, a dragon and two little fairy lights, can Charlotte and Rose track down a new source of magic for the first Heart Duty?

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Publié par	Austin Macauley Publishers Ltd
Date de parution	30 novembre 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781788789585
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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F airy L ight M agic
Charlotte and Rose
Alison Ireson
Austin Macauley Publishers
2022-11-30
Fairy Light Magic About the Author Dedication Copyright Information © Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16
About the Author
Alison Ireson grew up thinking that imagination was far more important than math. As an adult, she does concede that math is necessary. However, now she knows imagination is far more important!
Alison currently lives on a hobby farm in Far North Queensland, Australia. When not wrestling sheep with her husband or playing handball with her two daughters, Alison likes to curl up with a chocolate biscuit and a good book.
Dedication
For Seth, Keani and Indigo
Copyright Information ©
Alison Ireson 2022
The right of Alison Ireson to be identified as author of this work has been asserted by the author in accordance with sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988.
All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without the prior permission of the publishers.
Any person who commits any unauthorised act in relation to this publication may be liable to criminal prosecution and civil claims for damages.
A CIP catalogue record for this title is available from the British Library.
ISBN 9781788789578(Paperback)
ISBN 9781788789585(ePub e-book)
www.austinmacauley.com
First Published 2022
Austin Macauley Publishers Ltd ®
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E14 5AA
Chapter 1
Charlotte and Rose jumped off the faded white and yellow school bus, calling out goodbye to their friends. They sprinted down their driveway, schoolbags banging over their shoulders as they raced each other to their front door.
“Mum! Dad! We’re home!” yelled Charlotte, the older of the two sisters.
She charged into their bright, airy kitchen and then abruptly came to a stop. Rose appeared a moment later, crashing into Charlotte’s still form.
“Hey…” began Rose as she looked around her and fell silent.
As the girls saw the state of their kitchen, they reached for each other’s hand. There were big blobs of orange slime covering everything. The light hanging in the centre of the room had orange bits of goo dripping from it. The fruit in the fruit bowl on the bench looked more like orange jelly. Even the big window looking over the garden was covered in a film of slime. It made all the brightly coloured flowers outside appear to be various shades of orange. And the smell! It reminded Rose of Dad’s old Ugg boots before Mum finally threw them in the bin in disgust. But worst of all was that their mum and dad, who always waited in the kitchen for them after school, were not there.
“Charlotte?” began Rose in a quivering voice. “Where are Mum and Dad?”
“I don’t know, Rosie,” Charlotte whispered back, dragging a chocolate-brown curl out of her eyes.
“I’ll tell you where they are,” a scratchy sort of voice rasped from right behind them.
Charlotte and Rose both screamed and spun around. Standing in the open doorway was Mr Frond who worked in the plant nursery at the end of their street. Tall and thin, he was dressed in his usual strange attire. Today, this consisted of a yellow velvet jacket that reached to his knees and purple trousers. Brown socks were thrust into fluffy black slippers. Mr Frond was tugging at one side of his thin greying moustache that matched his wispy, wild hair.
“What are you doing here?” demanded Charlotte, squashing down her fear and trying to be brave. “What is going on? Where are our parents?”
Mr Frond held up his palms to show he meant no harm.
“Now, girls, I know this looks bad and… pooey!” Mr Frond pinched his nose between two long fingers. “Smells bad! The main thing is that your parents are fine. Great, in fact! They are, however, no longer in this world.”
Charlotte and Rose glanced at each other worriedly.
“What do you mean?” asked Rose. “Where are they, then?”
“This might be a lot to understand at first,” warned Mr Frond. He looked at them with some concern but then continued, unperturbed, “They have been taken to the underground land in a different realm called Gem.”
Charlotte and Rose stared at him blankly. Mr Frond saw their expressions and sighed.
“Doesn’t anyone read anymore? Here.”
He passed Charlotte a thick, dusty book that he pulled from inside his yellow jacket. She looked at the golden cover with the title written in swirly black letters.
“ A History of Gem ,” she read aloud.
“That’s right!” beamed Mr Frond. “Everything you need to know about Gem is in that book. Among a lot of other things, it explains why your parents have been taken there. It even tells you how to get to Gem yourself if you would like to visit them.”
“We don’t just want to visit them. We want to bring them home!” cried Charlotte.
“Aaaah.” Mr Frond’s smile faltered and he tugged his moustache again. “You can’t do that, I’m afraid. They are needed for a vitally important annual ceremony.” His eyes shifted from Charlotte to Rose and back to Charlotte again.
Fidgeting from one foot to another, he suddenly blurted out, “Well, must be going now. I have important business at the nursery to attend to. I’ll leave the book with you. And for goodness sake, clean up this slime. It really does stink! Bye then.”
Mr Frond bolted out through the kitchen door and disappeared up their driveway. He left behind two extremely stunned girls.
Chapter 2
Rose looked at Charlotte, her big green eyes, identical to her sister’s, starting to brim with tears.
“We are going to rescue Mum and Dad, aren’t we?”
Charlotte gave Rose a big hug and tucked a stray strand of Rose’s long, wavy blond hair behind her ear.
“Of course we are! Come on. Let’s go into my bedroom. I have to get away from this smell, and we can have a look at the book Mr Frond left us.”
She tugged on Rose’s hand, leading her out of the slimy, orange kitchen. Rose gave a sniff and followed her big sister.
“You know, I always thought there was something a bit strange about Mr Frond,” Rose said.
“Do you think his clothes had anything to do with that?” teased Charlotte, trying to make Rose smile.
She was rewarded with a shaky grin.
The girls entered Charlotte’s bedroom, and Rose closed the door behind her. Charlotte opened her big bay window, letting a soft breeze blow gently into the room. Both girls plonked themselves down on Charlotte’s cream-coloured couch. It had been specially made to fit into the rounded space near the bay window. Rose pulled an old but much-loved patchwork rug over their legs, and Charlotte laid the book on top. They both stared at the cover. Charlotte’s calming blue and cream bedroom seemed to fade away.

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