The Four Corners Of The Sky

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Author: Michael Malone
Tags: Contemporary, Mystery, Children
objected. Everyone called Captain Peregrine “Boss” and he bossed everyone in his family and in Emerald until somebody killed him. Before his sudden death, Boss had taken all the jewels out of the statue and buried them at Pilgrim’s Rest where nobody could find them, until generations later his great-grandson Jack did just that. Or so Annie’s father told her.
    When a child, riding along the highways, Annie did not understand most of the details of what her father said about
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. But it was a story she liked to hear. It was a story about a mother, even if only a gold one fifteen inches high; a mother who was lost for a long time and then miraculously found. Back then Annie still hoped to find her own mother some day. She’d always thought that she would suddenly pick her mother out of a crowd, maybe by spotting and identifying her with her special neon-blue X-ray sunglasses, although her mother and she had never met, although her father had made up a different, unbelievable story every time she’d asked him who her mother was.
    In her first year at Pilgrim’s Rest, Annie started having a recurring dream in which she confused the Queen of the Sea with her unknown mother. She had this dream so often that her aunt and uncle began to call it “Annie’s dream.” Still asleep, she cried out and they hurried to her room and told her it was just a dream. But she knew that and it didn’t help.
    In this dream, she was flying a little red airplane over a blue ocean. The colors were uncomplicated, like colors in a crayon box. Red, blue, yellow. Water and sky were the same bright crayon-blue so that there was no way to know air from ocean except for a black line between them. Flying beside her was her father, also in a red airplane. Their planes looked like a children’s ride at an amusement park.
    As Annie’s plane floated out of clouds, she saw a small wooden ship, a Spanish ship with square sails, sailing precariously through the ocean. At the prow of this ship stood a young woman, whom Annie knew to be her mother. The woman had red-gold hair. She wore a gold cape like the Queen of the Sea. Her ship was sinking and she was shouting for help.
    Annie flew back up to her father’s plane, shouting for him to do something. But he sped far ahead until he was only a fleck of red on the blue horizon. She couldn’t keep up with him. So she turned back to try to help her mother. But she was not in time. Waves swept over the ship and her mother disappeared beneath the sea.
    And that’s when Annie woke up.
    The first adult to whom Annie told the details of this dream was neither Sam nor Clark but her flying teacher, D. K. Destin. She told D. K. one day when he was maneuvering them in and out of white clouds high above Emerald; the sky looked so much like the sky in her dream that she began talking about it. She told him about the woman on the ship that she couldn’t save. She explained about the golden statue of the Queen of the Sea in her father’s story and she told him as many details as she could remember.
    D. K.’s cornrows shook as he blew away her father’s tale of sunken treasure with a loud puff of air. “Sugar Pie, the man was yanking your chain. There’s no ‘Queen of the Sea.’ He was as full of it as a mountain of guano under a pile of cow patties.”
    “What’s guano?” she asked the cranky pilot.
    “Shit.”
    Annie giggled. “Guano. That’s a funny word.”
    “It’s real.” He took her hand, slapped it at the control panel of the small Cessna. “This is no story. Wham! You’re shot down in the China Sea! You’re squiggling through a puckered pocket of metal and all of sudden your legs won’t work. What the fuck, your legs won’t work!”
    “Is that what happened to you?”
    “Damn right. Your lungs are bustin’ in that cold black salty water and no air to breathe. Air’s so high up on top of you, you can’t even see it. And you know what? Swimming best I could up out
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