Story Snippet

"Several dangling peach blossom amulets made magical vibrations in the wind. Momo had nearly latched the garden’s arched metal gate when a shadow appeared beneath the giant pine tree. Father always smelled like pine needles. He loved to read and tinker with broken amulets beneath that tree. For a second, she thought it could have been him. She thought perhaps the spirits tormented her enough with his missing finger and finally brought her father home."