From the Past: Prologue

"Mommy, Mommy!  Look at this, Mommy!"  A tiny four-year-old girl bounced excitedly up to the small jewelry stand.  "I want this one, Mommy!" she laughed and held up a shining gold medallion.

"Ah," said the salesman. "You have the eye of an architect.  That is the Medallion of Ra, little one."

"Mommy, can I get it, please?"

"Oh, alright."  The child's mother smiled.  "How much for the necklace?"

"Yay!" The little girl cheered and dropped the medallion around her neck while her mother paid.  "I'm gonna go show Daddy," she told her mother and bounded off, the medallion sparkling in the sun.