 Laurel's Miracle will be released September 2011 from MuseItUP Publishing. Stay tuned for updates and cover art as they become available.
Have you ever wondered how you would handle it if your mom was terminally ill? What if you were sent to stay with people you didn't even know in another country because your father was at the hospital all day and night?
Laurel is faced with both of these realities, what she really wants is a miracle. She wants her mom to be cured of cancer.
Join Laurel as she searches for her miracle amidst the magic of the Cornish countryside. She is aided by her new friends Coll, Gort and Aisling and helped along in her quest by the creatures of legend and myth. Vear Du, the Selkie, Gwin Scawen, the Cornish Piskie, Belerion the fire salamander, Morgawr the flying sea serpent who does Vear Du a favour, and Cormoran, the last giant of Cornwall. They must battle the odds in the form of bullies and confusing clues. Will they emerge victorious? Will Laurel have the courage to solve the riddle and make her miracle a reality? Find the answers in the pages of Laurel's Miracle. |
Laurel’s Miracle excerpt There was a luminous glow on the horizon heralding the coming of the moon when Laurel slid down from Lamorna’s back. Around her she could hear the rest of them dismounting as well. It was hard to make anything out clearly, the mist was thickening and the sky was still lit only by the stars. The glow on the horizon strengthened while they removed the tack from the ponies. The ponies wouldn’t stray far from where they were and Laurel knew that Sarie and Emily would come and fetch them if Laurel and her friends didn’t come back. Laurel still hadn’t figured out how to leave the rest of them behind yet. At the moment she was too freaking scared to think about anything except her mom. Aisling appeared out of the mist on her left and Coll and Gort came up on the right. “Right then, it’s time,” Coll said. Holding hands the four friends walked into the mist towards the low stones. Laurel could feel Coll’s hand shaking in hers. She tightened her fingers around his, as much to keep her own from shaking as to comfort Coll. The rise that the Men an Tol stood on was clear of mist as they arrived, around them the mist formed a circle that rose high above their heads. Above them the sky was clear and bright. Aisling checked her watch again. It was hard to see the horizon for the thick mist, but mist or no, the moon was beginning to rise. “I think you should start now, Laurel,” Aisling said softly. She hugged Laurel tightly. “Good luck, you,” she whispered. Laurel closed her fingers around Vear Du’s talisman and sent a prayer out into the night. This has to work, it has to make mom get better. I don’t care what it costs me. Laurel smiled at Gort and Coll before she squatted down in front of the hole and peered through. “Does it matter which way I go through?” Laurel asked Aisling. “Go sunwise, east to west, I think.” Aisling was worried. Why didn’t we think to ask that particular question before now? “Okay, here goes nothing!” Laurel tried to joke, but her voice broke. Before she could chicken out and run screaming into the mist, Laurel stuck her head through the hole. She wriggled through and landed in a heap on the dirt and grass on the other side. Nothing felt any different, nothing looked any different. Well maybe the mist was a little thicker and beginning to glow as the moon started to peep over the horizon. Laurel repeated the process while Coll, Gort and Aisling watched anxiously. Coll was seriously creeped out and wished that he had borrowed Old Joseph’s blackthorn cane. Gort trembled and fought back his dinner that kept rising in his throat. Aisling watched the hole intently and monitored the growing light of the rising moon. “One more time, Laurel, this is the ninth time through,” Aisling said encouragingly. |
