Eight-year-old Jack and his little sister are playing in the woods during their summer holiday, when they find a tree house full of books. But this is no ordinary tree house. They are whisked into the future. But they've only got two hours before they run out of air. Will the mysterious moon man and his map help them get back safely?
I grew up in the military. By the time I was fifteen I had lived in Oklahoma, Austria, Florida, and four different army posts in Virginia and North Carolina. Moving was never traumatic for me, partly, I think, because I had very close and loving relationships with my parents, my twin brother, my younger brother, and my older sister.
But if moving was not traumatic, staying in one place was. When my dad finally retired to a small town in North Carolina, I nearly went crazy with boredom. I craved the adventure and changing scenery of our military life.
Miraculously, one day I found these things, literally only a block away -- at the local community theater. From then on, I spent nearly every waking hour after school there, either acting or working backstage. When I stepped from the sunny street into that musty-smelling, dark little theater, all things seemed possible.
