

The Magic of Memory Flames licking the stairs... her parents shouting at her to get out of the house and on to the beach they lived on just before the roof fell in on top of them... running out... tripping on a rock... blinding pain... and then a young boy standing over her, calling to his mother... WHAM. Liz sat up in bed, panting. Those were her last memories of life without the Ashtons, and her memories came in dreams. Havrey Ashton, the boy who had found her, told her that his family had went to the beach and he had found her drifting into shore. That had been four years ago. And now... now she was fourteen, known as Elizibeth Ashton. She didn't know wThe Magic of Memory
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