**A
percentage of the sales of this book will be donated to Children's
International, a not-for-profit organization very close to the author's
family's heart. Past books in the series
have benefited The American Red Cross, The American Cancer Society, Tuesday's
Children [a 9/11 charity], and The Dave Thomas Foundation for Adoption.***
A
mystery is introduced in No Ordinary Day, the first book in the Extraordinary
Days series that is carried through all eight volumes and solved in the last
book, Sunday's Child: Born on the Sabbath Day, due out in January of 2017.
In
the late spring of 1991, a flood and fire of historic proportions tore through
the pretty resort town of Obergrande, New York, in the central region of the
Adirondack mountains.
The twin disasters
destroyed a large part of the east side of the town that bordered the Hudson
River and Lake Obergrande.
In the aftermath, a
new dam was built, and that damaged part of the town “drowned,” covered by the
new, larger lake.
During that terrible
flood, five kindergarten girls were trapped in their drowning school, huddled
together as the water rose higher, rescued just in the nick of time. The
nightmare bonded them, and three others like them, to each other for life.
These are their
stories.
International
attorney and human rights advocate Elisa Santiago believes she has life under
control—an impressive career, a solid group of friends in Obergrande, and a
handsome law partner for hot “car action” when she needs release. Little does
she know that her entire world is about to burn down when she discovers that
nothing she believes she knows about herself and her past is true. Can the gorgeous former CIA operative, acting
as her guide and guard as she returns to Colombia, the land of her birth,
looking for answers, set her world on fire in a good way?
THURSDAY’S CHILD: Far
to Go is the fifth book in the eight-book series The Extraordinary Days by
breakthrough novelist Polly Becks. The first book, No Ordinary Day, tells the
tale of an epic tragedy that changes life forever in a small town in the wild,
mystic Adirondack Mountains of upstate New York, and the mystery surrounding
that tragedy.
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Enjoy an Except:
“That’s not the pole my crotchless panties fly underneath,
Sloane.”
“Open mine next,” said Elisa quickly, stepping closer with
an enormous basket and embracing Sloane, who was choking with laughter at the
raunchy words coming out of the pastor’s mouth.
“Oh, wow—thank you, Elisa,” Sloane said as she unfolded many
layers of white cloths, each of them containing a different aromatherapy
object—some shower tablets, others diffusers, still others sachets for her
dresser drawers, potpourri or tinctures of essential oils. “This is
phenomenal.”
“In addition to smelling nice, the tinctures are supposed to
help your brain heal after injury,” Elisa said. “I have had a few cases where
my clients have benefited greatly from this. And the cloths are meant to be
steamed and infused with essential oils, then put on your eyes for relaxation.”
She and Sloane exchanged a kiss on the cheek.
“And here’s something easy for you to be looking at, rather
than these folders of work,” Briony said, closing some of the scattered
documents on the bed with one hand as she held out several thick magazines and
a binder to Sloane.
“Is—is that what I think it is?” Sloane whispered.
“Well, if you think it’s pre-press copies of the upcoming
issues of In-2-It and Vogue for Fashion Week, as well as a confidential early
draft of the Jimmy Choo and Ferragamo lines, along with a buyer’s order form
for free samples—”
“Oh—my—good—lord!” Sloane shrieked happily, snatching the
paper pile from Briony’s grasp. “Eye-gasm!”
“We also have a ton of yummy snacks, fresh fruit and baked
goods, Italian sodas, audiobooks, a sex-toy catalog—”
“Is that also from you, Grace?”
“No, that’s from Corinne,” Grace said.
Corinne shrugged. “It’s either sex toys or veterinary
equipment, I can’t remember. They look a lot alike.”
A tap came at the bedroom door.
“Come in,” Sloane called.
Tentatively, Dr. Marlowe opened the door. “Is the coast
clear?”
“I think we can declare a moratorium on the blue talk,” said
Elisa. “We do not want you to be uncomfortable, Dr. Marlowe.”
“Just Marlowe, please. I wanted to let you know that the
chili is ready, and that I’m hitting the streets for a while,” the professor
said. “Is there anything you need me to pick up, Sloane?”
“No, I’m so good,” Sloane said, leafing through the fashion
magazine previews. “Thanks.”
Marlowe smiled. “OK, then. See you later, ladies.” He
disappeared again, closing the door behind him.
Grace waited until she could no longer hear the sound of his
boot steps, then turned to Sloane in amusement.
“What’s he doing here? You told me you couldn’t stand each
other.”
“He’s dating me,” Sloane said as she continued to thumb
through the fashion mags. “At least I think he is. I’ve never dated anyone
before, so it’s hard to tell.”
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Polly Becks
has been making her living writing for more than twenty years, as well as
working as an editor, curriculum developer, and teaching secondary-school
Spanish. She has more than 350 books to her credit, mostly educational
materials, as well as professionally published fiction in both the adult and YA
market in a variety of genres, plus more than 30 Children’s books. She is
excited about exploring the digital literature frontier and is honored to be
the launch series for GMLTJoseph, LLC. - See more at:
http://www.pollybecks.com/author/#sthash.pEZ6f3xO.dpuf
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blog post on release:
http://www.pollybecks.com/meet-elisa-our-next-heroine/
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