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About five years ago, when my granddaughter was two years old, she told her first story: "Once upon a time in Spain there was an angel, and the angel was me. The end." That fascinated me! I wanted to know more! I thought about that line often, hoping it would inspire the rest of the story. Then, for the school year 2007-08, my husband accepted a one-year position at the boarding school in Switzerland where we had lived and worked when we were first married. As soon as we returned to Switzerland and I saw the old tower on campus, I knew that the angel would live there. I knew that the whole village was part of the story.

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