TITLE: Silver Pool of Light
GENRE: MG FANTASY
Not all attics are full of shadows, spider webs, and ugly hatboxes dotted with evidence of unwelcome creatures; those are the kind of attics where children get locked away. Some attics smell like lavender soap, are strewn with treasures, and if the right child should come in at the right moment, are full of possibility.
The treasures in Aunt Tibby’s attic were mostly old diaries. Crooked, almost toppling stacks of antique journals and ship’s logs covered the wooden floorboards and wide shelves, because the museum had run out of room and Aunt Tibby wasn’t about to throw them away. Heavens no.
Somewhere, in one of the piles of antique leather and cloth-covered books was a particular diary that Eve, Aunt Tibby’s grand-niece, couldn’t wait to find. It was the key to her questions, because now that she was eleven she had lots of questions, about her mother. So for months, every time Eve visited Martha’s Vineyard she hunted for this diary, even though in the winter she would freeze and in the summer she would melt in the attic. She didn’t mind the temperatures, because she wanted to find out more about Mama, and Daddy didn’t like to talk about her. He said it still hurt too much. He said it was better to focus on The Now.
But Eve couldn’t help but wonder, what was so special to Mama about the Eve who wrote the diary?