Midnight on the Moon (Magic Tree House, No. 8)
Mary Pope Osborne
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Jack and Annie are ready for their next fantasy adventure in the bestselling middle-grade series—the Magic Tree House!
Three . . . two . . . one . . . BLAST OFF!
The Magic Tree House whisks Jack and Annie off to the moon—and the future. Their mission? To find the last "M" thing that will free Morgan from the spell. Can they do it before the air in their oxygen tank runs out? Will the mysterious moon man help them? And why is Peanut the mouse acting so strange?
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drawing. “We’re here.” Jack looked up. Annie was gone. “Oh, brother,” Jack said. As usual, she had left without him. Before they could even make a plan. Jack put the moon book and pencil into his pack. Carrying his notebook and backpack, he started out the window. Squeak! Squeak! Jack looked back at Peanut. The mouse was running back and forth on the M. “Stay here and be safe,” said Jack. “We’ll be back soon.” Jack swung himself over the window sill. His feet touched the floor of the
“Mouse!” they said together. Squeak! Squeak! “Maybe the spell is—Moonstone, mango, mammoth bone, mouse!” said Annie. Jack touched each M thing in turn as he whispered, “Moonstone, mango, mammoth bone, mouse.” “Let’s say it over and over and see what happens,” said Annie. Together, they chanted: “Moonstone, mango, mammoth bone, mouse. Moonstone, mango, mammoth bone, mouse.” Suddenly, a bright light filled the tree house. The light got brighter and brighter and brighter. The
brightness was blinding and whirling. The air spun with brightness. Then everything was clear. Peanut the mouse was gone. And Morgan le Fay stood before Jack and Annie. “Thank you,” Morgan said softly. “You have freed me from the magician’s spell.” Jack just stared at her. “You were Peanut?” Annie said. Morgan nodded and smiled. “Really? You were with us all the time?” said Jack. “On all our missions?” Morgan nodded again. “Why did we have to go on this mission to find a mouse?”
ladder. He stepped onto the ground. The wind started to blow. The tree started to shake. A loud roar filled Jack’s ears. He squeezed his eyes shut. He covered his ears. Then everything was silent and still. Jack opened his eyes. The ladder was gone. He looked through the leaves and branches of the giant oak tree. Where the tree house had been was only moonlight now. “Bye, Morgan,” he whispered sadly. “Bye, Peanut,” said Annie. Jack and Annie stared at the top of the tree for a long
Osborne. Published by Random House Children’s Books, a division of Random House, Inc., New York. Jack stared out the kitchen window. The sun was not up yet. But the sky was growing lighter. Jack had been awake for a long time. He had been thinking about the dream he’d had—the dream about Morgan le Fay. The tree house is back, Morgan had said. I’m waiting. Jack wished that dreams were real. He missed Morgan’s magic tree house. “Jack!” His little sister Annie appeared in the doorway.