Sunday afternoon Jenny asked Mama if she might go with Kelli to Mrs. Rosella's house to play with Jamie. Actually the two friends wanted to play in the green caboose in the wooded area.

"Absolutely not!" Mama said. "You can't make a habit of going there. You will not be welcomed if you go too often."

"Oh, Mama," sighed Jenny.

"Why not call and ask Jamie to visit here?" suggested Mrs. Spruce. "Your father will be gone until late tonight. You won't have to worry about disturbing him."

"I don't think that is such a good idea," returned the girl.

"Why do you say that?" asked Mama.

"There is not much to do around here except roller skate or ride bikes," answered Jenny.

"You'll think of something," said Mrs. Spruce.

Jenny picked up the telephone and called Mrs. Rosella's house. Jamie's grandmother answered the telephone.

"I'd like to speak to Jamie, please," said Jenny.

"Jamie! Jamie!" called the woman.

The boy was in the back yard beating at the fence with a pole because he was bored. Quickly he stopped and ran inside to answer the phone.

"Who is calling me, Grandma?" he asked.

"It is Jenny, dear," the woman said.

"Hello there," Jamie said into the telephone.

"Jamie, will you come play with Kelli and me?" asked the girl.

"What are you going to do?" asked Jamie.

"We will think of something, maybe pop corn or read comics."

Jamie looked around to be sure Mrs. Rosella was not nearby, then he said, "We could have more fun at the Number Four."

"But you have to visit Kelli and me before we can go out your way again," declared the Spruce girl.

"O.K., I'll come," the boy said. "But I don't know how long I'll stay."

"Be good," reminded his grandmother as Jamie rode his bicycle away from the big house at the edge of the woods.

Jenny and Kelli thought it a good idea to have something to eat when Jamie arrived. Jenny popped a big pan full of popcorn while Kelli made lemonade.

Jason helped Jamie and the girls eat the refreshments. Then they all went outside to play tag.

Jenny opened the gate and ran to Kelli's house. The children ran back and forth between the two houses until they decided it was time to rest.

"Let's ask my mother what we can do," said Kelli.

I don't know," said Mrs. Mostly," unless you kids want to look at the old scrapbooks and picture books up in the attic."

"Let's give that a try," said Jamie.

Up to the attic they climbed by way of a narrow stairway. One tiny window let in enough light so Kelli could see to pull the light string. Then the youngsters saw all sorts of things - frames with faded photos in them, a broken banjo, a highchair and stacks of books.

Each child grabbed a book. Jason threw aside the books without pictures. Jamie laughed at the old, old pictures of boys wearing knickers and the girls in gingham dresses and black bloomers.

"People sure dressed crazy a long time ago," remarked Jamie.

"Hey, look what I found!" exclaimed Jason. "Here's a choo-choo train book with lots of pictures."

"Trade you," said Jamie, grabbing the book from little Jason.

"You shouldn't grab other people's books," Jenny scolded. "That isn't nice."

"Sorry," said Jamie. "You don't mind, do you, Jason?"

The small boy did mind, but did not say anything.

"I know," said Jamie, seeing Jason's disappointment. "We can look at the book together."

Jamie read the words below the pictures to Jenny's little brother. Both were having fun and Jamie was learning the names of different kinds of cars on a train. He learned that the tank cars carried chemicals and fuels. He read about cattle cars, coal cars, hoppers and flat cars. He saw pictures of passenger trains filled with people. He saw pictures of cars where people ate and there were sleeping cars where one could rest on long trips. Lastly, he saw big pictures of locomotives and cabooses.

"Hey, look!" Jamie exclaimed, showing a full page picture of a red caboose. "This is like Number Four, only it is red."

Kelli frowned at Jamie, lowering her eyebrows. She hoped Jason didn't hear about the Number Four.

"What's a Number Four?" Jason wanted to know.

Jamie was clever. "It's something I saw one time."

"Let's look at another book," suggested Jason.

"In a minute," returned Jamie, taking a very good look at the last painting.

When Jamie decided he knew enough about trains to talk to Hangar about them, he lay the book down.

"Let's go outside again," Jamie suggested.

As the children came through the kitchen on the way out, Jamie asked Kelli's mother a question.

"Mrs. Mostly, may I borrow your book about trains?"

"The book belongs to my husband," she said, "but I think he would like to lend it, if you will promise to take care of it and bring it back in a few days."

"Boy! Thanks!" exclaimed Jamie. "I'll take care of it."

Jason was getting sleepy and he went home to take a nap.

Jamie and the girls grabbed their bikes to ride around Fernville.

Happy and free with a feeling of flying in the wind, the three youngsters rode down one block after the other.

"I'm pretending that I am flying," Jamie shouted.

"O.K.," Jenny called out, "but flying in Heaven was a lot more fun."

"You are lucky to have seen Heaven," said Kelli, "even though you were badly hurt in the accident."

"I think one reason Jesus let me come back to earth was to talk to Daddy about Him," Jenny said, passing Kelli on her bicycle and remembering the beautiful homeland.

Suddenly two boys ran into the street and refused to let the children pass by on their bikes. Jenny was stunned at their rudeness.

"Let go, you rude beast!" shouted Jenny.

"Leave our bikes alone," ordered Kelli. "You have no right to stop us."

"You had better not hold on to Jenny," warned Jamie. "She has been to Heaven and back. You can't see him, but there is a big angel standing next to her getting ready to slug you hard. How would you like getting knocked down by an angel nine feet tall?"

"Brad, don't listen to him," said Rusty.

"Did you really go to Heaven?" asked Brad.

"I sure did when I had an accident and went into a coma," answered the girl. "Some folks thought that I had died. All I know is that I was in Heaven for a while and I saw Jesus and my relatives who had died years ago."

Brad would not let go of Jenny's bicycle. Rusty would not let go of Kelli's bicycle. They held on tight as Jenny continued the story of her visit to Heaven. If the boys were determined to hold them, she would just keep talking.

"When I was in a coma, something strange happened to me," Jenny said. "I mean my inside person, me, that thinks and wishes, just slipped out of myself and went floating through rooms of the hospital and up, up outside until I went through a cloud."

"You're making it up," said Brad.

"Shut up and listen," ordered Jamie. "She is telling the truth."

Jenny kept telling her story, "On the other side of the cloud a big gate opened for me and inside the gate was Jesus and my relatives who had died. Aunt Adelia, my cousin Buford, and so many others. I looked around and saw that I was in the most beautiful country ever. It was wonderful."

Rusty was listening to Jenny. He believed her. He let go of the bicycle and sat down on the curb nearby.

"My Daddy died," said Rusty. "He didn't come back. Grandma told me that my daddy is in Heaven. I can't see him anymore. I miss him!" Big tears filled Rusty's eyes.

The other children, seeing how sad he was, wanted to cry with him.

Finally, Brad let go of Jenny's bicycle.

"You can see your Daddy someday," Jenny told Rusty. "If you believe in Jesus you can go to the beautiful homeland and live. Be ready when Jesus comes. He is going to take all christians to Heaven. It will be a great place to live!"

"I don't know how to get ready for - who did you say?" asked Rusty.

"King Jesus, the greatest king of all," answered Jenny. "I dreamed I saw this king coming in the clouds. He told me He loves me. He loves you! Jesus died so we can all be forgiven of things that we did wrong and have a beautiful home in Heaven."

"But I have been mad at God," said Rusty. "God let my daddy die and go away."

"Do you want to stay mad at God?" asked Jenny.

"Of course not," returned Rusty, "I want to see Daddy again."

"That's good," remarked Jenny.

"Do you think I can live close to Daddy in Heaven?" Rusty was eager to learn about the city where his father had gone to.

"Sure, you can," promised the girl.

"How did the king die?" asked Rusty.

"Evil men killed Jesus. They put him on a wooden cross," explained Jenny, "He died and was buried in a tomb. Jesus came alive after three days and went to Heaven. Now if you believe in your heart that Jesus died for you and forgives you, then you will be ready to go with King Jesus when he comes.

"I believe," said Rusty.

"Well, pray with me," returned Jenny. "What I say, repeat after me."

"O.K."

"Dear Jesus," began Jenny, "Come into my heart and forgive me of all my sins. I believe you died for me and I want to go to Heaven someday."

Rusty prayed the prayer after Jenny. He cried a little. Then he smiled and wiped away the last tear drops. He knew for sure now that he was ready to see Jesus.

"Good!" exclaimed Kelli and Jenny.

"Now go to church and learn all you can about Jesus," said Jenny.

"Brad could go with him," suggested Jamie.

"Heck!" returned Brad. "I might just do that."

"Do people eat in Heaven?" asked Rusty.

"I never ate while I was there," answered Jenny. "I wasn't hungry and there was so much to do, so much to see like gold streets and crystal springs of water and flowers that hum. I heard saints in the homeland (that's what people there are called) talking about a wonderful wedding supper that is going to take place when King Jesus brings all his children to Heaven."

"Jenny thinks the King is coming very soon," said Jamie.

"Yes," said Jenny. "I wish everyone was ready to go, especially Daddy. We pray everyday for him."

Rusty put an arm on Jenny's shoulder. "I am glad you told me about the king coming," he said. "I am happy that I can go with him when He comes and see Daddy. I feel better now!"

"I had better get back to Grandma's house," said Jamie, "but first I am going back to Kelli's house and borrow that train book. I'll show Hangar that I know about railroad trains."

Jenny, Kelli and Jamie left the two boys who had become their friends. It was a good feeling for all.

Soon Jamie rode in the direction of the house at the edge of the woods, holding the treasured book under his left arm.

Jenny and Kelli each went home.

Jason had awakened and was happy that Jenny came in.

"You always go somewhere," said Jenny's little brother.

"I like to be with friends," the sister said. "When you get bigger you will ride a bicycle and go to lots of places."

"Did you have fun with Kelli and Jamie?" asked Mama.

"Oh, sure," replied Jenny. "Guess what! We saw two boys who didn't know anything about our King Jesus."

"I suppose you told them what you have learned," said Mrs. Spruce.

"Yes," said the girl. "One boy was called Brad and the other boy was named Rusty. Rusty's daddy died last year and he was very sad."

"Did you say anything to make him feel better?" asked Mama.

"I sure did," assured Jenny. "He said his grandma told him that his daddy went to Heaven."

"And you told him what you saw in Heaven?"

"I did," said Jenny. "Then I told him if he believed that Jesus died for his sins and came alive again and went to Heaven that he would be one of the king's children and be ready to go when Jesus comes in the clouds. He prayed with me. Now Rusty is happy. Even though he misses his daddy, he knows he can go to live with him in Heaven."

"I'm proud of you, dear," Mama said, giving her girl a hug.