Summer Island by Dori Hillestad Butler

Author:Dori Hillestad Butler [Butler, Dori Hillestad]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penguin Young Readers Group
Published: 2021-07-13T00:00:00+00:00

“This reminds me of our tree house,” Marly said as she stowed her bag and metal detector in a corner.

“Me too!” Sai said. “Except the tree house has windows.”

Marly kicked off her shoes, dumped out the sand, and tossed them over by her metal detector. Isla opened their picnic basket and passed around peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, chips, carrots, and apples.

“Have you ever noticed peanut butter and jelly sandwiches taste better outside?” Sai asked as they sat down to eat.

“Totally,” Marly agreed.

Isla turned to Marly. “You brought our notebook, didn’t you?”

“Of course,” Marly said, her mouth full of peanut butter. She didn’t go anywhere without their notebook. “It’s in my bag. Why?”

“I want to see that three-part message again,” Isla said.

Marly grabbed the notebook from her bag and handed it to Isla. Isla immediately opened to the page she wanted and stared at it while she slowly chewed her apple.

Sai helped himself to a handful of chips. “What are you looking for?” he asked.

“This,” Isla said finally. She set the notebook on the table and pointed at the line that read: MAKE YOURSELVES AT HOME. “What is this?” She gestured all around them. “Where are we?”

“In a house?” Sai’s voice rose like he was asking a question.

“A home,” Isla corrected.

“Oh,” Marly said, curling her toes in the sand. “We don’t need to walk the metal detector across the whole beach. What we’re looking for is probably somewhere in here. Buried in the sand.” That wasn’t such a large area to search.

Sai kicked over his stool in his rush to get to the metal detector. “How do you turn this thing on again?”

Marly showed him where the On/Off switch was, and the machine let out a low hum as soon as he turned it on. He swept it back and forth in wide arcs across the sand.

“Go slower,” Marly suggested.

Sai slowed down. He crept across the sand, holding the metal detector like it was a dog on a leash in front of him. All of a sudden, the noise from the machine grew louder and more high-pitched. Then, just as quickly, it returned to a low hum.

“Go back!” Isla waved him backward. “I think there was something there.”

Sai took two steps backward and the high-pitched noise returned. He turned off the metal detector and leaned it against the wall. “We need to dig right here,” he said, stomping on the sand.

Marly grabbed the shovel and started digging. Isla and Sai helped with their hands. Their hole was about a foot deep when Marly felt her shovel strike metal. She dug some more and uncovered a familiar-looking blue metal box.

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