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Summer in the Wyrd Woods

BY MICHELLE NEPHEW



BOOK ONE OF

The Wyrd Woods Series





DEDICATION:

To my inspiration and beta readers, Sophie, Emma, & Jack.



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Copyright 2018 Michelle Nephew.
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Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE:
The Cabin in the Wyrd Woods

CHAPTER TWO:
On the Lake by the Wyrd Woods

CHAPTER THREE:
The Depths by the Wyrd Woods

CHAPTER FOUR:
Into the Wyrd Woods

CHAPTER FIVE:
Above the Wyrd Woods

CHAPTER SIX:
Escape from the Wyrd Woods

CHAPTER SEVEN:
Back Home in the Wyrd Woods

SPECIAL SECTION:
Parent's Guide

SNEAK PREVIEW:
Autumn in the Wyrd Woods

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:
Michelle Nephew

CHAPTER ONE:

The Cabin in
the Wyrd Woods

Once there were three little kids named Sophie, Emma, and Jack. They lived in a normal house in a normal town, and went to a normal school.

But at the end of the week, they went to a place that was anything but normal. On weekends they stayed at their family’s log cabin in the Wyrd Woods, where magic lived.

***

“Why is it called the Wyrd Woods?” asked Emma.

They had just bought the cabin and were driving out for their first weekend there. Emma’s voice came from behind a book, in the back seat of the car.

Emma loved reading better than anything. She especially loved magical-sounding words like “wyrd.” But she wasn’t sure what “wyrd” meant. She wasn’t sure she would love this new cabin, either.

“Wyrd is just spelled oddly,” said her mom. “It still means weird, like something strange or unusual.”

“Like YOU!” her sister Sophie giggled, poking her in the ribs. Emma tossed her long dark hair, and buried her oval face back in her book. When Sophie was being annoying, Emma’s best bet was to ignore her.

Emma and Sophie were twins. But they didn’t look the same, and they didn’t act the same. Sophie’s hair was blonde and cut at her chin so she wouldn’t chew it. She had her mom’s heart-shaped face and high cheekbones. And she had “infinite energy,” her dad said. She loved exploring places much more than reading about them. And she hated long, boring car rides through endless woods.

“Sophie ‘miling again!” warned Jack, the baby of the family. He wasn’t really a baby, since he could walk and talk and didn’t wear diapers anymore. But Mom still called him her baby.

Sophie ruffled Jack’s spikey brown hair with her hand, still wearing the smile that meant trouble. His round face screwed up to holler again. But just then Dad turned the car from the gravel road into a narrow driveway.

***

The driveway twisted and turned between dark trees. Then it opened into a clearing of short mowed grass. There was a pretty log cabin and a small barn. Past them, the kids could see Long Lake sparkling in the early morning sunshine.


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