My name is Jeanetta Lynn Parker.

I'm a fourteen-year-old resident of a very small town in Pennsylvania called Sweetshire.  We never knew just how tiny it was until Father brought home a map from Parker Mercantile, our family store.  It was an unexpected surprise when Sweetshire was nowhere to be found.  When Mother saw this, she declared that it must have been blown clear off the map by the Civil War that had raged about us and had ended only a couple of years ago. . 

Now and again soldiers from both sides still walk through the main street of town as they head back to who-knows-where. Many times they'll stop at the mercantile and tell Father stories of battle.  Father will see to their needs and give them aid before they continue on their way.

Sometimes Father will return home filled with the stories he had heard that day and recite them to us at the supper table.  Many of them are filled with sorrow and anguish, but some are of such heroism that I would love to have been by Father's side while the soldiers told of their war life and adventures.

Adventure. What a wonderful word.  That's exactly what Serenity Stewart, my thirteen year-old cousin and best friend, and I wanted to experience.  We often feared that, unless something incredible took place, we would become ol' school marms stuck here in Sweetshire forever.  But, to our delight and astonishment, Aunt Vernetta Hunnicutt dramatically transformed our lives when she gave us a mysterious gift that contained magical powers.     

Venture back with us to the year of 1773 and the American Revolution and the challenges of being a teenager in those days of stress, discontent, patriotism, sadness, and joy.

      "Be my guest and enjoy the first six-chapters of Jeanetta Lynn Parker and the Birth of a Nation." Dorene J. Stamper