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    Goosey Farm: The Wishing Tower
    Goosey Farm: The Wishing Tower
    Goosey Farm: The Wishing Tower
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    Goosey Farm: The Wishing Tower

    By Gene Kemp and Paul Howard

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    The second story about Widget and her little brother Tim who moved from the city to the idyllic countryside of Devon, based on Gene Kemp’s own life.

    When Widget sees an ancient tower on the old map, she is determined to find it. Together with the dogs, Hanna and Frizzy, she tracks it down, through the brambles and woods. Once she finds the Wishing Tower, it becomes her secret place, a place where she knows that all wishes will be granted – trouble at school and at home can be resolved. But when Mum falls ill, Widget is afraid. She goes to the Tower to wish for Dad to return from sea, but there’s someone else there…

    A heart-warming story from one of today’s best-loved authors – Carnegie medalist Gene Kemp.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherHarperCollins UK
    Release dateJan 30, 2014
    ISBN9780007571666
    Goosey Farm: The Wishing Tower
    Author

    Gene Kemp

    Carnegie medallist Gene Kemp exquisite writing brings a breath of fresh country air to all young readers.

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      Cute book. Really sweet story. Enjoyed reading . Great book for a short read.

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    Goosey Farm - Gene Kemp

    PROLOGUE

    It was dark in the wood. Tall trees towered over us shutting out the sky. Brambles snatched and scratched at our jeans, wrapping themselves around our legs as if they wanted us to stay there and be part of the wood and them. Frizzy, the little poodle, whimpered. Her woolly body was caught in a long snaking branch and she couldn’t move. She squeaked at me desperately. Ahead of me Red Hanna, the whippety mongrel, forged up the path, her long nose pointing the way. At the sound of Frizzy’s cries, she looked round, then ran back to her and pushed her with that nose, as if to say: Come on. Come on, then. Why are you hanging about? Let’s get on. There might be rabbits!

    I thought you said this was a path, Widget, grumbled my brother Tim, as we pulled at the branches to free Frizzy. She squeaked a lot until Red Hanna licked her nose and then she quietened. At last we set her free, but at that moment a jagged flash of lightning shot down through the trees painting them purple, black, grey, outlining them in gold.

    We’ll be struck! yelled Tim. I’m off home. And he belted back over the nettles, the brambles, the fallen branches and the dead leaves. The dogs, Hanna and Frizzy, shot after him. Any rabbits or other wild things there might be didn’t matter any more. And if there was a mysterious Tower in the woods, who cared? Not me.

    As lightning lit up the trees with its unearthly glow and thunder banged like a big bass drum we ran faster than we’d ever run before – Hanna way ahead – back along the not-much-of-a-path, through the gap to the track leading around the wood, over the gate to the fields, racing for the lane and home. Almost there and Sam Cat comes out, quite dry, from under a hedge, as the storm rolled away over the moor and all was quiet again except for us. Flinging ourselves into the kitchen – crash, bang, splash – home and safe, but not dry.

    Just drip by the door, will you? cried Mum. "I’ll get the towels. Don’t shake water everywhere, Hanna. Glory, glory. You couldn’t be wetter! What a storm! I’m glad you’re back. I was just coming to meet you."

    We stood there as she talked and little puddles formed all around us on the stone kitchen floor.

    Chapter One

    RAIN

    I stood staring out of the window at the rain pouring down. It looked as if it was never, never, never going to stop. It had rained yesterday and the day before and the day before that and it would rain again tomorrow.

    "I wish, I wish, I wish something magic would happen!" I’m always looking for magic, the surprise just around the corner (sending you round the bend, Dad said when I told him once), the view from the top of the hill, the wonderful thing that will happen next week.

    I concentrated really hard, deep inside, squinting my eyes and clenching my fists. Then I opened my eyes slowly. Perhaps Dad had come home on leave from the Navy early and was coming in NOW just like that.

    I waited. Nothing.

    Perhaps Mum would call out, Guess what I’ve found in the cupboard. It must be left over from Christmas.

    I waited. Nothing.

    Perhaps she’d walk in waving an envelope and say, "I’ve just found this on the mat and it says we’ve won millions of pounds and we’re going

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