Tumble & Blue
(Sprache: Englisch)
From the New York Times bestselling author of Circus Mirandus comes the magic-infused story of a golden gator, two cursed kids, and how they take their destinies into their own hands.
When the red moon rises over the heart of the Okefenokee...
When the red moon rises over the heart of the Okefenokee...
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From the New York Times bestselling author of Circus Mirandus comes the magic-infused story of a golden gator, two cursed kids, and how they take their destinies into their own hands.When the red moon rises over the heart of the Okefenokee swamp, legend says that the mysterious golden gator Munch will grant good luck to the poor soul foolish enough to face him.
But in 1817, when TWO fools reach him at the same time, the night s fate is split. With disastrous consequences for both . . . and their descendants. Half of the descendants have great fates, and the other half have terrible ones.
Now, Tumble Wilson and Blue Montgomery are determined to fix their ancestors mistakes and banish the bad luck that s followed them around for all of their lives. They re going to face Munch the gator themselves, and they re going to reclaim their destinies.
But what if the legend of Munch is nothing but a legend, after all?
Full of friendship, family, and the everyday magic and adventure that readers of Savvy and A Snicker of Magic love, Cassie Beasley s newest middle grade book is another crowd-pleasing heart-warmer perfect for reading by yourself, or sharing with someone you love.
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From time to time, I bother to notice them.Tourists. They come reeking of their bug repellents and their sunscreens, and theclicker-snap of their cameras nibbles away at the song of the swamp until I wonder if they can hear it at all.
In my memory, the humans who traveled the Okefenokee were a different sort. These new ones are less afraid. More curious. And, on the whole, they are quite a bit plumper.
It would be a lie to say I have not felt the stirrings of temptation. Especially in the deep summer, when the sun glazes them with sweat so that they glisten, juicy and bright as silver fish.
Scrumptious, but I resist. My business with mankind is not, strictly speaking, that of the predator.
I do have to remind myself of that when they come carrying maps. How they love those little guides with their safe paths through the swamp all dotted out and color-coded. Acres of prairie and blackwater and cypress and pine captured as lines on bits of paper. Made small as gnats.
Such arrogant morsels, you humans. That s something that hasn t changed.
Which brings me to the beginning, to a couple of humans long dead but still causing trouble for their descendants. Almira LaFayette, Walcott Montgomery names from a story that is only now approaching its end.
It s been two hundred years, and I still remember the taste of them on the night air. Thick, greedy, sweet with desperation. When they met on the edge of the swamp, the red sickle moon was cutting a hole in the black of the sky.
My moon.
And in its bloody light those two bad people were looking for an easy way out of the messes they d made. Montgomery was a horse thief. LaFayette was a murderous young bride. He had robbed a militiaman, and she had shot her husband in the gut with a revolver three days after the
... mehr
wedding.
Why?
Perhaps they had their reasons. I didn t care to ask. What matters is that they ran from justice and toward me, and they reached my island at the same time.
Precisely the same time. An irksome situation for me and a tricky one for them.
I offer only one change of fate. Only one chance at a new future. Those are the rules, and they can be terribly sharp when broken.
Well. At least they didn t use maps to find me. Even Montgomery and LaFayette knew that much.
Creatures like me don t fit in between a cartographer s lines.
Creatures like me . . .
We can only be found in the places where maps dare not go.
Chapter One
Blue
Blue Montgomery almost missed the sign. Kudzu was vining up its wooden posts, and its paint had begun to peel. It looked more like part of the wilderness around it than something made by human hands.
But his dad seemed to know where the turn was even in the dark. He steered the truck off the asphalt and onto dirt, and in the shine of the headlights, Blue had just enough time to read, Welcome to Murky Branch, GA. and, population: 339.
Bout two miles to your granny s house from here! Alan Montgomery raised his voice over the rumble of the washboard road. I used to run from our front door all the way out to the sign. Back when I was your age. I could make it in under twelve minutes. Not bad at all.
He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and gunned the truck s engine.
Blue watched the woods speed by. His dad had been like this ever since they d left the hotel in Atlanta. Talky. Casual. As if he didn t know that every mile marker they passed stung Blue like
Why?
Perhaps they had their reasons. I didn t care to ask. What matters is that they ran from justice and toward me, and they reached my island at the same time.
Precisely the same time. An irksome situation for me and a tricky one for them.
I offer only one change of fate. Only one chance at a new future. Those are the rules, and they can be terribly sharp when broken.
Well. At least they didn t use maps to find me. Even Montgomery and LaFayette knew that much.
Creatures like me don t fit in between a cartographer s lines.
Creatures like me . . .
We can only be found in the places where maps dare not go.
Chapter One
Blue
Blue Montgomery almost missed the sign. Kudzu was vining up its wooden posts, and its paint had begun to peel. It looked more like part of the wilderness around it than something made by human hands.
But his dad seemed to know where the turn was even in the dark. He steered the truck off the asphalt and onto dirt, and in the shine of the headlights, Blue had just enough time to read, Welcome to Murky Branch, GA. and, population: 339.
Bout two miles to your granny s house from here! Alan Montgomery raised his voice over the rumble of the washboard road. I used to run from our front door all the way out to the sign. Back when I was your age. I could make it in under twelve minutes. Not bad at all.
He drummed his fingers on the steering wheel and gunned the truck s engine.
Blue watched the woods speed by. His dad had been like this ever since they d left the hotel in Atlanta. Talky. Casual. As if he didn t know that every mile marker they passed stung Blue like
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Autoren-Porträt von Cassie Beasley
Cassie Beasley is from rural Georgia, where, when she s not writing, she helps out on the family pecan farm. She earned her MFA in Writing for Children and Young Adults at the Vermont College of Fine Arts. Her first book, Circus Mirandus, was a New York Times bestseller, a New York Times notable book, and a Nerdie Book Club Award winner.
Bibliographische Angaben
- Autor: Cassie Beasley
- Altersempfehlung: 8 - 12 Jahre
- 2018, 416 Seiten, Maße: 12,8 x 19,6 cm, Kartoniert (TB), Englisch
- Verlag: Puffin Books
- ISBN-10: 0147515556
- ISBN-13: 9780147515551
- Erscheinungsdatum: 15.08.2018
Sprache:
Englisch
Pressezitat
* "Reminiscent of Ingrid Law's Savvy books, Beasley's sophomore novel is a spirited yarn that shines through rich characters, evocative writing, and enchanted premise. Booklist, starred review* "A tender message about sacrifice-for loved ones and the greater good-underlies this magical story of fate and family. Publishers Weekly, starred review
* "An original, highly engaging story about the power of friendship, family curses, and blessings-and what it means to be a hero." Kirkus Reviews, starred review
* "The lush setting and lustrous portrayal of the characters will captivate even the most reluctant reader. Middle graders will delight in the richly drawn world and history that Beasley creates. School Library Journal, starred review
* "In a mix of tall tale, magic realism, comic midgrade mayhem, and sweetness a mix reminiscent of Sachar s Holes Beasley creates a distinctive, energetic world in which kindness is a muscular value and quirkiness is organic to the setting." The Horn Book, starred review
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