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About Emily Windsnap And The Tides Of Time
Product Description Emily Windsnap must travel through time in order to save the people of her hometowns — both human andmerfolk — in the exciting ninth book of the New York Times best-selling series. When Emily makes a wish on a magic stone, she gets a glimpse of what the future holds — and it’s a disaster! She tries to make things right, but each trip through time takes Emily to a future where things turn out badly for either the humans of Brightport or the merpeople of Shiprock. Plastic pollutes the ocean, garbage overflows the landfills, and the two towns are no longer getting along. Emily realizes she can't save her hometown and the ocean alone, but with help from her best friends, Shona and Mandy, she’ll have to find a way to get humans and merpeople to work together. Will Emily be able to create a better future for everyone, including herself? This new adventure gives readers a glimpse at what Emily and her friends could be like as grown-ups, with a fresh story that explores how uniting communities can make a future that’s bright for everyone. Review This book introduces the importance of recycling and keeping our oceans clean...Purchase where the “Emily Windsnap” series has been popular and for collections that need more hi-lo choices for tweens. —School Library Journal About the Author Liz Kessler is the author of the best-selling Emily Windsnap series, the Philippa Fisher series, the novels North of Nowhereand A Year Without Autumn, and a series of early readers about Poppy the Pirate Dog. She lives in Cornwall, England. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter One Wakey, wakey!” Mom’s voice called to me from the other side of a dream. “Rise and shine!” she added as she tapped on my bedroom door. “I’m awake,” I mumbled, warm with sleep. Mom poked her head around the door. “Come on, time to get up.” I turned over and opened one eye. Mom came in and sat on the end of the bed. “Back to school!” she said, smiling at me. “Are you excited?” “Too tired to be excited,” I said. And too nervous. I didn’t say that, though. It wasn’t just the first day of the semester. It was my first day back after an adventure on a pirate ship that had pretty much changed my life. Except it turned out that it hadn’t really changed much at all. I was back in Brightport, and everything here seemed about as ordinary as it could get. I’d come home before the holidays, but there had been so much going on in my life and in my head that my feet had barely touched the ground. I’d definitely done that now, though, and it felt as if I had come back to earth with a bump. I still hadn’t figured out how to stop thinking about adventures out at sea and concentrate on sitting at a desk, following school rules. To be honest, I wasn’t sure I even wanted to figure it out. A part of me wanted to be out there still, sailing the ocean on a pirate ship. Grammar tests and algebra somehow didn’t hold the same appeal. But here I was, and, like it or not, I had to accept that the adventures were over and it was time to get back to normality. “I’ll get you some breakfast,” Mom said. “Hurry up, now. You don’t want to be late on your first day back.” I got dressed and joined Mom at the breakfast table. She’d made me poached eggs, sausages, bacon, and a crispy hash brown. We usually only had a breakfast like that on special days. Normally, I just had a bowl of cornflakes. Mom saw me looking. “Back to school treat,” she said with a smile. I knew why she was going to all this effort. My boyfriend — sorry, ex-boyfriend — Aaron, had gone away to live somewhere else. Meanwhile one of my best friends, Mandy, had barely spoken to me since I’d been home. I’d seen her a couple of times, but it felt like we didn’t have much to say to each other anymore. Mandy and I used to be sworn enemies. When I first discovered that I could become a mermaid, she called me names like “freak” and “fish girl.” It was horrible. We made up last
