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***** Book two begins with Amber's second assignment. What girl wants to wake up and find out that she is the older sister of her boyfriend? Awkward! I would have thought the author could not have made the situation more interesting than that; however, she did. One problem after another rears its head, each worse than the last, making time fly by as I try to read faster and faster. You will not want to stop so be sure you have several free hours before you open this book. Unputdownable! *****

When I looked up at Dominic, I saw a woman hovering beside him.
     She was part sunshine and part fog.  Short dark hair curled above her neck and smile lines crinkled around her shining black eyes. Some people would call her a ghost or spirit or figment of my imagination.  But I knew without being told that Dominic had called her “Mom.”
     “What are you staring at?” Dominic demanded.
     “Can’t you see?” I asked in a trembling whisper.
     “See what?”
     “Her.”  The woman reached out to Dominic, surrounding him with love as sweet as a summer breeze.   
     “There’s no one here except us.”  Dominic furrowed his brow, looking around with a puzzled expression.
    I shook my head, realizing too late that I was the only one weird enough to see ghosts.  It hadn’t happened like this since moving in with my grandmother.  Even the night shadows and voices had quieted.  But I should have known it wouldn’t last.  I was cursed, an unwilling target.
    Once again, the other world was bleeding into my own
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“Over here,” Lucas said, stopping directly in front of the waterfall.
We stood side by side before a sharp drop-off that seemed to plunge down for miles. Foamy spray splashed my face and I squinted through bright rays of sunshine. Rushing water drowned out everything except the pounding of my heart. Chilly air shivered through my clothes.
When I heard the music, I thought it was the alien. But the melody came from within the waterfall. I stared in astonishment as a dome formed inside cascading water.  A teardrop dangled from the ceiling of the dome and a spire rose at the top into a rounded peak.  The teardrop swayed and chimes rang out.
It’s a giant bell! I realized with excitement.
Water rushed over the outside of the dome but not the inside.  The tongue-like ringer stretched into a translucent bridge that crossed the chasm between the waterfall to our side of the cliff.
A secret tunnel into Mount Shasta.
“The legend is true!” I clutched my brother’s hand, both afraid and thrilled. “We’ve found the entrance.”
“Into what?” he asked in a hushed voice.
“A hidden community of magical people."

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EXCERPT FROM OH, NO! UFO!
    Terror tingled from my scalp to my toes.  Yet I was fascinated, too.  This was real, and I was seeing it with my own eyes.  I had to get closer, to find out if this was the UFO Mr. Lester reported.  It was about the size of a school bus and all shimmery  like it was alive.
    I hunched down behind low bushes.  Creeping forward, I noticed two dark squares at each end of the banana-shaped thing.  I tiptoed even closer, and wondered if the dark squares were doors. If so, that meant something was inside -or a worse thought hit me  maybe something had been inside, but it was outside now.
   Outside with me.
   Thoughts of bravery turned tail and fled.  I raced back to the outhouse.
   “Amber!” I cried frantically.  “Hurry, hurry!”
   She didn’t answer, so I pounded on the door.
   “Come out now!  We have to leave right away!”
   Still no answer.  Forget privacy, I jerked open the door.
   The flashlight my sister had been holding rolled to my feet and landed in the dirt.
   The outhouse was empty.
   Amber had vanished.
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DOUBLE VISION:
      Too scared to do more than watch, I stared at the opening door.  A figure emerged. She had a dancer's muscular legs and mid-length auburn hair with wispy bangs.  Her mouth was wide, her nose slightly crooked, and there was a faint scar on her right cheek.
     My face on the body I wished I had.
     She saw me and dropped a round spongy object she’d been holding to her ear.  I guessed it was a new type of cell phone since I’d overheard her talking to someone.  But the object looked so strange: like a large flattened marshmallow with three glowing wires poking out from the bottom.   The marshmallow-phone rolled toward me and instinctively I picked it up.  I held it out to the girl, but she just stood there, staring in shock.
     Split seconds sizzled as our gazes locked.
     Twin sets of identical hazel eyes on two separate bodies.   
    When she took a step toward me, there was a sharp crack like lightening.  Before I could say anything, a hazy fog filled the room.  The sunglasses sizzled with blue electricity. The air smelled acrid, like fire burning rubber.
     And I fell, fell, fell … into nothing.
 

    Something in the atmosphere changed. Lights flickered on and off over the pavilion. Flash, flicker, flash… then total darkness.
    For a moment, everything was silent and eerily still. Then a mist rolled like gray clouds over the pavilion. Pinpoints of lights swirled into a foggy shape that swayed with unearthly life. And confusion rippled through the crowd.
    “It’s her!” someone behind me exclaimed.
    “Where?” several people asked.
    “On the stage!”
    “But there’s nothing there!”
    Oh, but there is, I thought as a luminous shape hovered over the center of the pavilion. A misty girl with caramel brown hair and a 50s-style skirt.
     “Chloe,” I murmured.

 

     “You don’t have legs…you have fins!” I gasped.
     “Of course,” Galena said with a shrug. 
     “But…But you can’t be a mermaid!”
     “Why can’t I?” she asked with an indignant huff. 
     “Because mermaids aren’t real.”
     “Do I look plastic?”  
     “No…but it’s impossible!” My eyes stung with salty spray and shock.
     “Carp crud!” She slapped her tail against the sea.  “I don’t know why you even have eyes in your head, because you clearly see nothing.  You land people assume you are so special that nothing else exists.”
     “I know other things exist, but I never expected…I mean….”  I stared at her shimmery tail.  “You really are a mermaid?”
     “Well, duh.”  She flipped her silky blue hair over her shoulder.  “Only I prefer the term ‘mer-person.’  I am not anyone’s maid.”
      “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean…this is all so strange.”
     “Do I scare you?  Are you going to freak out and run away?”
     “No.”  I shook my head, amazed and honored to meet such a fantastical girl.  I wished I could show her to Dad.  He would be blown away!  He’d have to change his TV show title to I Do Believe It!


FROM FATAL CHARM:

Dominic's voice grew husky as he gazed into my eyes. “I never trusted
anyone until I met Nona and-”
     “And who?” I asked.
     “You.”
     It happened so fast.
    One moment we were just talking then he was saying my name in this
husky way that gave me shivers, and I was in his arms. I should have
pulled back. But it didn’t even occur to me. This is what I was
waiting, yearning, longing for…
    Wrapping my arms around his neck, I lifted my chin at the exact moment
he dipped his down. Our lips met as if every movement between us was
in sync.
     And we were kissing…

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1. Lyra    2.  Wilbur   3. Voldemort    4.  Dorothy   5.  Commander Pott
  6. Ella   7.  Stanley Yelnats   8.  Mary Poppins    9.  Jonas  10.  James    11.  Charlie   12.  Nancy Drew   13.  Opal   14.  Nana   15.  Winnie