Heidi | Getaway to Lucerne

Heidi looked around with growing delight at the mountain peaks she knew so well and which seemed to greet her like old friends.

Can you remember whether you'd had a dream? One perhaps that seemed very real? 

'Oh yes', Heidi's eyes met his. ' I dream every night that I'm back with Grandfather and can hear the wind whistling through the fir trees. I know in my dream the stars must be shining brightly outside, and I get up quickly and open the door of the hut- and it's so beautiful. 

- Heidi, by Johanna Spyri