“Kinder?” Canada’s voice floated through the house. “Where are you? We’re going to miss the World Meeting if we don’t go soon.” “I’m in the bed room, Maple!’ I yelled out as I stared at the clock. It seemed to move so slowly. Lane ran through the door. “Mamma!” He jumped on the bed and wrapped his arms around me. “Can I go the meeting to? I want to see Uncle America and Uncle Prussia again.” “Ask your dad, mon ange, but Uncle Prussia won’t be at the meeting.” I looked back at the clock and was amazed at how fast time had passed when I wasn’t staring at the clock. “And tall him to come here.” “Okay.” Lane let go of me and ran down the hall. “Papa! Momma says I can go with you!” I laughed lightly as I looked at the plastic stick on my nightstand. I picked it up to get a better look. Two

