Last week we announced that Lesley Ouellette’s Rowan to the Rescue is our Kids Corner Book of the Week and the sponsor of our student reviews and of thousands of great bargains in the Kids Book category:
Rowan had never wanted to be a hero. The role had just found her. Her heroics isolated her from her friends and she’s begun to regret her fifteen minutes of fame. But now the peaceful town of Durham, NC has once again been invaded by magic. Overrun by ravenous rats, the town is in big trouble. Rowan from the popular “Rowan Series” is back to once again defend Durham. Defeating the Evil Dr. Ravenen was no walk in the park and some new villain from fairyland seems to be behind this new threat. Rowan must summon all her courage to save her family, her friends, and her city, but this time even that might not be enough.
And here, for your reading pleasure, is our free excerpt:
There were four cells along the wall, each one with light spilling out into the hall. The cells did not have heavy rolling doors like the one onto the unit. These cells had ballistic acrylic panels and there was no walking by without being seen. Rowan had mixed feelings about walking past the cells. On the one hand she was curious about what they would see, but that curiosity came with some terrifying feelings as well.
They approached the first cell with apprehension. As they peered in, the hideous face of a witch stared right back at them. Her expression turned from curious to hungry. A giant cauldron of goo bubbled and sputtered as she stirred it quickly with contorted and withered hands. Her black robe was tattered and old. Her hair was the color of straw sprinkled with ashes and matted to her head. A sickening smile crossed her face, which Rowan doubted that even a mother could love.
“Well don’t you smell delicious? Why don’t all three of you come and jump into my pot? Be nice to a lonely old lady,” she hissed.
Tommy threw his hand up, “No, thanks. We’re good.”
Rowan stared in the witch’s eyes too long and started to feel a little woozy as if she might actually do what the witch said. Jordan shook her. Rowan snapped out of it.
“Thanks bro,” she said.
They walked to the next cell and Rowan wondered what they would see next. In the second cell was a giant figure in a dark red robe standing in the far corner. It took a step out into the light and slowly peeled back the hood to reveal a most menacing looking werewolf. For a split second Rowan thought he might break through the glass. He let out a fierce howl and leapt forward in one long pounce. Jordan recoiled at first, but then found his courage, and snarled back at him and flexed his bicep.
The werewolf slammed his oversized hairy hand paws on the glass. “You wouldn’t be so brave without the glass!” he growled.
“See this chain I have? Solid silver. Want me to put it around your neck?” Jordan threatened. The wolf whimpered and retreated back to a corner. “Yeah, that’s what I thought.”
“Two down and two to go” Rowan said as they walked on. She knew what was behind door number four, but they still had to walk past door number three.
In the third cell was a troll that looked nothing like those cute little troll dolls with the funky colored hair. His skin appeared as tough as rawhide left out in the dirt and sun too long. Boils swelled up from his skin oozing puss onto the cell floor. He was neither man nor beast. Moss sprouted from his ears, nose and back. Snot dripped from his nose as he growled, “Toll please.”
The three kids kept walking, anxious to get to the last cell.
“That never works!” he hollered and hucked snot onto the glass at them. “You might as well be billy goats.”
Rowan and her brothers hesitated for a split second before stepping into the light of cell number four. Rowan took a step forward and noticed Jordan was not following.
“Are you okay, bro?” she asked him.
“Yeah” Jordan replied, but Rowan knew that he did not want to see Dr. Ravenen. Jordan had experienced his dark magic first hand and it was probably similar to what the witch had just done to her — times ten.
“Okay let’s get this over with,” she said and with a deep breath. She stepped forward.
There he was, Dr. Ravenen, standing in the middle of his cell. His black t shirt was quite a contrast from his light skin. He wore regular blue jeans and a top hat which gave him the appearance of a lazy magician. He took a graceful bow at the sight of Rowan. “Ah, it’s so nice of you to come visit me, Rowan. And you’ve brought your brothers.”
He surveyed each of them in succession. “And to what do I owe this pleasure?”
“No pleasure” Jordan snapped. He was on edge.
“Hush, dark child. I am speaking to your sister.” he hissed.