Copyright

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First published in the US by Houghton Miffiin Co. 1977

Published in Great Britain by Lions in 1990

Copyright © 1977 by Lois Lowry

Lois Lowry asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work.

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Source ISBN: 9780006735984

Ebook Edition © JUNE 2014 ISBN: 9780008100797

Version: 2014–08–18

Contents

Cover

Title Page

Copyright

Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Keep Reading

Also by the Author

About the Publisher

Prologue
A Summer to Die

I don’t know what time it was when something woke me up. I wasn’t sure what it was, but something was happening that made me afraid; I had that feeling along the edge of my back, that cold feeling you get when things aren’t going right. And it wasn’t a dream. I sat up in bed and looked round in the dark, shaking off whatever was left of sleep, and the feeling was still there, that something was very wrong.

“Molly,” I whispered. Stupid to whisper, if you want to wake someone up.

But she answered, as if she were already awake. Her voice was strange. Frightened, and puzzled. “Meg,” she said. “Call Mum and Dad, quick.” I ran.

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