Riverbank Hedge

Sisters Allie and Quinn move to a small town called Riverbank Hedge. But when they arrive, they are thrust into a mystery that has plagued the town for so long. With a past that extends to them and their family, they are determined to solve it, along with some help.

Can they figure it out, before they get found out?

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2. 2.New Places, New Faces

Quinn's POV:

I woke up the next day and went downstairs. Allie asked me if I would like go to the market. I thought about it and I wanted to learn more about the disappearance of the person after being given that mysterious box. I agreed to go. I got dressed and got my jacket from the hanger. I met Allie outside and we walked to the market. While we were turning right, we bumped right into someone.

"Ow!" I rubbed my head. Allie helped me up.

"I'm so sorry." The boy said. He had brown eyes, with dark mussed hair. He looked like he was 16 years old from his height.

"Hi. I'm James. James Bond." He gave us a hand shake with a smile.

"You mean that spy guy from the old movies?" I raised one eyebrow.

"No. I'm just messing with you guys. It's actually James Paterson." He said, chuckling.

"I'm Allie and that's Quinn." Allie said as we walked. I waved at him.

"Nice to meet you guys. So where are you heading to?" He questioned.

"We were heading to the market to get some food." Allie shrugged.

"Do you know anything about the person that vanished?" I asked him.

"So you guys heard about it?" He asked, his voice low.

"Yeah. We saw it on a newspaper clipping at the library." I whispered back. We walked to the produce area to buy some fruits and vegetables.

"Digging pretty deep, I see." he smirked.

"Is there really a mystery of the person vanishing? Or was it just a bluff to get more tourists?" I interrogated him.

"Oh, it's real alright!" He exclaimed.

"Well do you know anything else about the person?" Allie asked. I was getting curious to what he was about to say next, but we had to go home. James helped us with our groceries and turns out that he lived right next door.

"You can put the groceries right there." Allie gestured to the table. James dumped the bags on the table, when the phone rang.

"Hello?" Allie said in the phone. She glanced at James.

"It's for you." She handed him the phone and we both went in the other room. He came in and sat down next to us.

"Who was it?" I asked. My fingers wouldn't stop tapping until Allie nudged me.

"Ouch!" I rubbed my side and shot her an evil look.

"It was my aunt. She won't be home until dark." He said.

"Can we play hide and seek?" I asked Allie and James.

"How old are you?" James asked, a playful glint in his eyes.

"I'm eight years old." I replied, giving him an innocent smile that made me look younger than I am. We started the game and I was the seeker.

"Count to thirty." James said. I turned my back and clamped my hands over my eyes. Their footsteps scattered as I starting counting.

"1, 2, 3..."

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"30! Ready or not here I come!" I yelled as loud as I can. I dashed and opened the closet under the stairs. No one. I looked under the beds and found Allie, crouched in an uncomfortable position. She thanked me when I found her. Now we need to find James. Allie searched in the living room and I looked in the kitchen.

"Quinn! Come here!" Allie called. I ran to Allie and James came out of his hiding spot which was under a blanket. I saw that there was a tear in the wallpaper.

"Does any one have a pocket knife?" Allie said quickly. We all searched for one, but nobody had one. Allie was getting a knife when someone knocked on the door. We all walked slowly to the door. When I opened it, on the porch was a box with a note taped to it. Allie grabbed the box and took it to our bedroom. I ran up the stairs to see what she was doing. She put the box down and I sat down next to her. James sat down next to me. I took the note and on the back were colors. Red, blue, and yellow.

"What do those colors mean?" Allie questioned.

"I don't know." James said.

"Should we open the box?" I asked. They both helped me open it and when we got the ropes off I heard Mum coming home.

"Hide the box!" James whispered.

We moved around to put the box somewhere, so nobody else can find it. The footsteps came closer, so Allie just hid the box in the treasure chest and I threw the rope out the tiny window. Mum opened the door and Allie introduced James. I hugged Mum and went downstairs to get the rope from outside. Mum took a shower when Allie and James came down.

"Why did you throw the rope out of the window!?" Allie quietly yelled at me so Mum won't hear.

"Sorry! I ran out of ideas where to put it!" I yelled softly back at her.

"We should be careful. If anyone finds out, we will be in big trouble." James whispered.

"What do we do with the box then?" I whispered.

"Wait, what kind of box was the local in the newspaper clipping holding?" Allie questioned.

"It was like a treasure chest. Small, but still big enough to hold something inside." He replied.

"Right. James meet us back here tomorrow and when our parents are gone we could open the box if it has valuable information." Allie said.

"Ok. See you guys tomorrow. Don't say anything about the box. It's our little secret." He waved good-bye and left to his house.

 

 

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