Sixth-grader Abegale Anton-Shale has to take care of everything around the house, since her dad died and her mom is always busy working, or with another boyfriend. Her brother, Jeremy suffers with asthma more and more, leaving her alone and scared. Abegale finds the green medicine book and magic cards her grandmother left behind before disappearing in the
A relentless crow and woodland deer, guide Abegale back to her grandmother’s abandoned cottage in the woods, where she witnesses intruders torturing the geese and ducks to produce foie gras. She hatches a plan to rid the town of the new occupants. With the help of her best friend, Stephanie Ruiz and her new neighbor, and “more than a friend” Daniel Sheng, they bring the township of Three Points together with a petition, before things get worse, and wreak havoc on the environment. Soon the mystery of Abegale’s grandmother is revealed, and how she wasn’t that far away after all.
ABEGALE FORCE is an upper middle-grade mystery with supernatural elements, complete at 80,000 words. It is the story of one girl’s journey to speak out about the cruelty she witnesses and stop the environmental impact her town faces. She rediscovers who she is, in a place where the ordinary world becomes extraordinary.
In writing this manuscript, I drew on my studies in herbalism, nutrition, and The Tarot, as well as my work as an artist and my experience as a parent of middle-graders.
I thank you in advance for your time and consideration.
I’ll never get to Maiden Villas before Stephanie gets back. I have to find out what Mrs. Egremony meant saying, “Your Grandmother Rose is far--but near?”
I take a deep breath, and push on my pedals to make it up the last of the hill to
Mrs. Egremony is Stephanie’s new landlady. She seems nice, I guess. But now she tells me, she knew my Grandmother Rose years ago--before she disappeared--and before I was born.
I turn right onto
A car is coming. I turn, lifting my head and see Mr. Miller--Mrs. Egremony’s henchman--in his rusted brown pickup truck. He pulls up next to me and leans out his window.
“Are you alright Abegale?”
“Yeah--I just scraped my leg.” I jump up, dusting the crumbs of blacktop off. I look over my bike for damage and get that feeling someone is watching. When I turn around, there’s that crow again, just staring from the tree branch--I’m betting it’s the same one.
“Are you on your way to see Stephanie?” Mr. Miller asks.