TITLE: Finding the Fleury Collection
GENRE: MG Contemporary Adventure Fiction
Usually Savannah felt at ease as soon as she pushed her way through the rotating glass door of her family's museum. The front hall of the Mason Ferry Maritime Museum opened to a cathedral ceiling with a great dome of skylights. The sunlit walls were filled with portraits of mariners, some of them her ancestors. There was even a 150-year-old bust of Captain Thomas Harrington, her father's great-great-great grandfather and the bravest privateer in the western part of the seven seas, or so Savannah thought. She couldn't help but feel a sense of pride every time she saw her family history displayed for all to see. Today though, a white-knuckled grip on the strap of her backpack, she rushed by without a glance.
"Abandon ship!" squawked Henry. He shuffled sideways on his perch behind the front desk and stretched his wings.
She put one finger to her lips. "Hush. I didn't abandon you, Henry." Savannah stroked the neck and wings of her African Grey parrot and fed him a slice of apple. That should buy her a minute of silence.
Savannah glanced around. The door to her father’s office was closed and there were no signs of visitors in the main entrance. She reached inside her collar and pulled out the necklace that held her keys, careful not to jingle them. Not even Hank, the museum’s lone security guard, knew she had a key to the locked drawer near the register. She leaned towards the lock and turned the key.