Black Lightning (Ebook)
From the award-winning author of Shadow of the Hawk, K.S. Jones, comes her next masterpiece, Black Lightning:
Life moves on — no matter what…
Following his father’s puzzling disappearance and his mother’s death, ten-year-old Samuel Baker goes through the motions of living in a world turned upside down. He wears an Apache talisman, a long ago gift from his father, in hopes its promise of strength and guidance is true. But what he truly wants is the power to bring his parents back.
Heartless Aunt Janis is elated at the prospect of becoming Samuel’s legal guardian. She is sure an orphan boy will elicit such an outpouring of public sympathy that her husband will win his Senate bid by a landslide. But when Grandpa Tate arrives, things don’t go as expected, especially when black lightning strikes!
“If you’ve forgotten the magic that lives in a child’s heart, this book will remind you. Black Lightning is a rare and beautiful mythic journey about one boy’s struggle with paralyzing grief and the powerful bonds that can carry a person through this world and beyond…” W. Michael Gear and Kathleen O’Neal Gear USA TODAY and NEW YORK TIMES bestselling authors of People of the Thunder
Middle Grade, Fantasy, Science Fiction, Adventure. This book is 132 pages.
Aunt Janis grabbed Samuel’s hand and pulled. “Come along, Sam.” She used a tissue to wipe the black, runny makeup under her eyes, smearing it until she looked like a prizefighter.
“Were you crying?” Samuel asked.
“Don’t be ridiculous,” Aunt Janis snapped. “Why would I be crying?” She pushed a fallen flame-red curl to the side, away from her eyes. She turned to Uncle Jack and said, “I sent the photographer home. This blasted rain has ruined my makeup and now it’s wreaking havoc with my hair. We certainly don’t need pictures looking like this!” Hastily, she ushered Samuel toward their waiting car.
Dots of rain speckled the sheer scarf draped over Aunt Janis’s hair, making it look as if diamonds decorated its thin material. As she tottered across the rain-soaked lawn, her high heels popped in and out of the ground until her sludge-covered shoes slipped on a bare mud spot, nearly sliding out from under her. Samuel grabbed her arm to steady her steps. “Are you okay, Aunt Janis?”
“Just walk!” Looking down at Samuel, Aunt Janis eyed him head to toe. “You’ve got a lot to learn young man. A true gentleman would have thrown his coat down over that muddy mess so my feet wouldn’t have slipped.”
“The new suit you bought me is too small,” Samuel admitted. “I barely got the jacket on, but I’d be glad to throw it in the mud if I could get it off.”
Aunt Janis huffed, muttering words that sounded like ungrateful brat as she jerked his arm forward.