Lights on my handles blinked—mostly red; what the heck?
“Freddie, do you have my navigational points ready? Can you please start the engines?” He didn’t respond. “I’m a friggin’ target out here! We need to drive, autopilot!” Why did I create a navigation system that responded to voice only? Why didn’t I just put in a simple button option?
Something stung my leg. My heart pounded. If one of those tranquilizer darts hit me—
There had to be an antidote in my bag somewhere. Did I forget to pack it? The darts held a tracking serum that I’d invented for Dr. Cole. If I was in any areas with satellite, she’d find me—and Darla.
“She’s been hit!” someone cheered.
“Freddie, do you hear me?” I shouted at the autopilot. He still wasn’t working. “I need you to locate one of the smaller islands we mapped out this week that is free of any satellite interference. Do you hear me, Freddie? We’re going into a dead zone. You’ll go offline soon. I need those coordinates.” My eyes blurred and my body grew heavy. “Freddie!”
I glanced at the water and small bits of land mass spread before me. The water was so clear I could see a manatee with her baby. The sky darkened and thunder rumbled. My heart slowed.
“No, no, no.” My words slurred and I could hardly hold my eyes open. “Fred—die, au—to—pi—pi—lot.”
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C I N: "Lynn, Lynn, the city of sin."
(The C I N Series Book 1)
The Doctor said I should be dead.
My heart beat furiously. I looked up at the flashes of lightning in the sky. Yes, I should be dead.
Why wasn’t I?
Seventeen-year-old Lisa Brown’s life is falling apart. First, her mother and father divorce, then their house forecloses and now, her mother has decided to commit herself to a psychiatric hospital.
If that weren’t enough, she must leave sunny south Florida to attend a boarding school full of geniuses in cold, Lynn, Massachusetts. The city where the locals chant “Lynn, Lynn, city of sin; you never come out the way you went in.”
And, they aren’t kidding. Lisa must live in a tiny shack with two strange teenagers, a dog named Pig who growls when you look at him and a cat named Rat. “Mind the cat,” everyone says. What the heck is wrong with this place?
Lisa thinks she’s landed in her own house of horrors with the anti-social Alex and his facetious sister Ally. But, the real drama begins the day she is struck by lightning…
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Lark's End: Book One (Fall of Gadaie)
Lark's monstrous creatures chant the most horrific words Tahmi's ever heard: ""Kill her, kill her."" It's true, they want her dead, but why?
Tahmi and her best friend, Andy, are sucked through a portal to a strange world with fantastical creatures that want her to save them. What are they talking about? She's just a human girl with poor balance and even worse coordination.
The Queen of Gadaie promises to send Andy and Tahmi home, but only after they go on a mission to return her daughters from captivity. Who is their captive? Lark. The same person who wants Tahmi dead. How will she put an end to the villainous reign of Lark? Can she bring back the Queen's daughters? After all, compared to everyone else, she's not "special". Everyone makes sure to tell her this, too. Worse yet, a mist penetrates her mind, making her forget who she is and where she's from. Will she complete her mission in time before all is forgotten, trapping her forever?
“Don’t Give Up,” Said Mom
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Christina Black squirmed. Sweat dripped down her face and it wasn’t from the South Florida sunshine. Her mother's hair was gone. There were five or six bottles of pain killers lined up on the kitchen counter.
"Christina, where are you?" Mrs. Black called. "I want you to sit and read to me honey."
Christina's green eyes watered and she pushed back her black bangs. They stuck up slightly from all the sweat. "I'll be right in," she shouted. Her voice cracked a little. She grabbed her mother's pain pills and placed them on a tray with some toast. "Okay mom, I'm ready," Christina said.
She peered around the door to see her mother's head wrapped in a handkerchief. Her mom was so skinny and frail. A big lump clogged Christina's throat. There was saliva stuck in the corners of her mother’s mouth making her look half alive. Slowly Mrs. Black's eyes fluttered closed.
Christina put the tray down on the end table and crept out the front door. She raced towards her favorite spot. It was at the end of the street on a private boating dock. She collapsed onto the dock and burst into tears. Her mom couldn't have cancer. She was only thirteen. What would she do without her mother?
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