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Prologue“Would you like some more tea?” The sound of the soft springtime wind intermingledwith the young blonde five-year old girl’s even softer voice.“
Please,
” mimicked the six-year old from across the table, attempting his best adultimitation.“Aren't these spring time flowers beautiful?”“Yes, very beautiful,” the boy answered as he pretended to take a sip of tea from his plastic teacup.Songbirds sang at top pitch, celebrating nature’s renewal of its yearly cycle. Treesswayed in the wind and the smell of wildflowers abounded. It was a beautiful day for two young children to be playing in God's wonderland. In fact, the day resembled onethat could be found in Louis Carrol's children's classic, “Alice in Wonderland”A loud slam from a nearby door disturbed the children's little game long enough for little Sarah to recognize her mother happily walking toward her and her newfound friend,Tim.Walking up from behind little Tim, Mrs. Walker was curious as to whom her youngSarah might be playing with. Living a few miles from town, it was rare that her daughter had company. Her little friend must be from next door and the adjacent farmhouse whereher former neighbors had dwelled for so many years.“Sarah, where are your manners? Aren't you going to introduce me to your new