Harper’s hands shook as she held her mother’s Treasure Box.
It had been eleven years since that conversation took place. She had been hiding in the cupboard unable to move.
“Take my treasures. They are too dangerous,” my mother whispered.
“But where would we hide it all, Millie? Not all of your treasures are in that box.”
I didn’t know who that man was. Harper opened the box and inside was a piece of paper. She unfolded it with and read it.
Seek out the man, my brave little warrior. You have gifts…he will explain. And please don’t hide in the cupboards!