"The eight-year-old girl appeared in New York's Central Park one day: red-haired, blue-eyed, dirty-faced, smiling widely. She looked perfect, like a porcelain fairy - except for the blood on her shoulder. It fell from the sky, she said, while she was looking for her uncle Red, who turned into a tree. Right, they thought, poor child. And then they found the body in the tree." -- Back cover
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