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    Image in the Tapestry
    Image in the Tapestry
    Image in the Tapestry
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    Image in the Tapestry

    By TJ Perkins

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    When Kim's mom buys an antique tapestry at a local yard sale, the young detective has no idea how close to the past she is until she begins research on a school history report.

    Noticing unusual images in the tapestry, Kim embarks on uncovering a family secret and discovering the link between the tapestry, the local town library and Black Bart.

    Getting Kelly involved in the case is a plus, and with their combined sleuthing they stumble upon evidence of missing stolen money. Is the tapestry showing that there's really stolen money stashed in a secret place? The detective duo won't let up until the truth is exposed.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTJ Perkins
    Release dateMar 15, 2015
    ISBN9781310095917
    Image in the Tapestry
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    TJ Perkins

    TJ Perkins is a gifted and well-respected author in the mystery/suspense, Fantasy & New Age genres. A former member of the Maryland Writer’s Association and Sisters In Crime, her short stories for young readers have appeared in the Ohio State 6th Grade Proficiency Test Preparation Book, Kid’s Highway Magazine, and Webzine ‘New Works Review,’ just to name a few. She’s placed five times in the CNW/FFWA chapter book competition. Her short story of light horror for tweens, The Midnight Watch, was published Oct 2007 by Demon Minds Magazine, as well as innumerable short stories in many anthologies.Finished works of her young reader’s chapter books are entitled: The Fire and the Falcon (which won two chapter book awards), Wound Too Tight, Mystery of the Attic, and On Forbidden Ground. Published books in the Kim & Kelly Mystery Series include: Fantasies Are Murder, The Secret in Phantom Forest, Trade Secret, Image in the Tapestry (which won a chapter book award) and In the Grand Scheme of Things (all with GumShoe Press 2006). The Shadow Legacy series was published by Silver Leaf Books and picture book Four Little Withes was published by Schiffer Books and won the 2016 COVR Visionary Art Award.You can find TJ at many Cons on the East Coast as well as FarieCon and the MD Renaissance Festival.

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      Image in the Tapestry - TJ Perkins

      Chapter 1

      The History Report

      I sat in my bedroom, staring blankly at the computer screen and wishing desperately that I hadn’t started my school project so soon. It was a beautiful Saturday morning; the birds were chirping, the sun was warm, there was a cool breeze in the air, and the whole day seemed most inviting. Yet here I sat, tormenting myself over this stupid report for my history class when I could be outside enjoying this spring weather, instead of getting bits and pieces of it through my open window.

      Just yesterday Mrs. Treppe, my eighth grade history teacher, gave us our final project for the school year. The kids in my class had a topic slightly different from each other’s but all based on early life in Colorado. We were then given several topics to pick from: transportation, communication, business, or you could make up a topic of your own - but if you did, she wanted to approve your choice before you could begin. I decided to pick communication and wanted to go much deeper than the common, everyday telephone or Morris Code stuff - so I decided to explore the subject of the early mail system.

      At first I thought it would be simple to find information, but how wrong I was. I started exploring on the computer but that wasn’t much help. It seemed as if I had been sitting at my computer desk, staring at the screen and surfing the web for hours – even though it had only been about thirty minutes, but that wasn’t the point. The fact was I had jumped in and began my project on a perfectly beautiful day, the nicest day in the past two weeks due to all the rain we had been getting, and I couldn’t just whip out a report in a matter of an hour with little or no effort like I normally did.

      I stared out my window, which was to the right of my desk then looked at my computer again and scowled.

      Kim, you’re such an idiot, I moaned softly to myself, allowing my forehead to bang on my desk several times, Why did I start this today?

      I knew the answer to my question before I had even uttered a word, I just wanted to vent out loud. You see, I have this uncanny urge that when I set my mind on doing something I won’t stop until the task is completed. I’m a very driven person and Dad always said I was too focused. How anyone could be too focused I could never figure out since it was just a natural thing for me and one habit which served me well throughout my past thirteen years, whether it was for school, friendship, or my part-time detective work. Besides, even if I tried to put off this project after I had already begun, I would drive myself nuts thinking about it and wouldn’t rest until it was completed. Oh, well, there was nothing else to do now but try to move forward with gathering information and get it out of my face before my forehead became a permanent fixture to the desk.

      Correct me if I’m wrong, Came my mother’s voice by my bedroom door, But I don’t think that’s the right way to work a computer.

      I picked my head up from the desk and looked at my mother with a pouty face and sighed. I’m having difficulty, Mom.

      You? Kimberly Colbert, honor roll student extraordinaire? I find that very hard to believe, She mocked, while slowly walking over.

      I didn’t respond but instead waited until she pulled my giant sized turquoise-colored beanbag chair close to my desk and plopped her slim, well-proportioned body into it. She then held out her hand for the report instructions paper lying on top of my monitor. Handing it to her, I began to feel a bit hopeful at this point. Maybe Mom would be able to shed some light on my dead end dilemma?

      Okay, what topic are you working on? Mom asked, while quickly scanning the paper.

      Communication. But within that category I’ve chosen the early mail system.

      Mom curled her upper lip in distaste, as if she also thought I had picked a tough subject. She ran her neatly manicured fingertips all over the instruction paper; obviously trying to make sure she completely understood what was required, then handed the paper back to me.

      Well, She said, releasing a deep sigh and smoothing back some hair that had become lose from the neat bun at the back of her head. What search engines are you using?

      I’ve tried AOL, MSN, Ask Jeeves, and Google. I’ve searched post offices, mail, mail systems, early mail systems, and… My voice trailed off as I tried to think of some other things I had tried to look up.

      And?

      Nothing, I huffed, crossing my arms over my chest and looking distastefully at my computer once again.

      "Kimberly, something had to come up. Are you sure that there was no useful information anywhere?" My mom questioned, looking sternly at me while scrutinizing what I had said. I suddenly realized that she reminded me a bit of myself when I was in my detective-mode and trying to figure out something that didn’t make sense. This sudden thought worried me and I blinked and sat up straight to erase it from my thoughts.

      Well, I did see a lot of choices like the Pony Express, the names of a few stage coach companies came up, and I kept seeing a lot of information on Wells Fargo.

      So what’s the problem? Mom asked, smiling and standing up.

      Mom! It’s still not enough to go on! I mean, that stuff still doesn’t tell me much. It’s so vague. Besides Wells Fargo is a bank, I fussed, scowling at her this time.

      Your problem is that you just don’t want to do this report. And I’ve noticed that when you don’t want to be bothered with something you get an attitude. Now, I suggest that you get your head together, take a deep breath, and try to look deeper into some of that information that popped up on your searches. You might even find out something about Wells Fargo you didn’t know. Mom was very direct and to the point. She didn’t raise her voice, she didn’t get mad, she didn’t even try to use that Army Drill Sergeant act on me; she just said it very matter-of-factly. Then she casually walked out of my room, leaving me to stew on her statement.

      I hated to admit it, but she was right. Besides, searching for information on this report was actually no different than if I were searching for clues and facts on a case, that is, when I actually got a chance to work on a case. Since Eddie’s been gone my mom had made sure that I didn’t get involved in any serious detective work. Not that it was okay to be involved in detective work in the first place, with Eddie or anybody else, she just didn’t want me to do it at all. She was so over protective. Well, I know I could solve any mystery, just like Eddie, and if I thought of this report as a case that needed solving I think I could deal. Hmmm. Yeah, that’s how I’ll look at it. Okay, I think I can handle the situation a lot better now. I got a piece of paper from my binder and began writing down a list of the things that I found on my searches, and just as I was beginning to look each one up again, Mom stuck her head in my door.

      Hey, want to take a break?

      I’m just now getting ready to surge forward on this report and you want me to take a break? I asked a bit surprised.

      Well, I have a plan. We could drive over to the library so you can get some books for your project and while we’re over that way we can stop at the Bolton’s house, the excitement in her voice was evident.

      What’s ‘the Bolton’s house’? I asked, looking at her very suspiciously.

      It’s a family that’s having an estate sale. They call it a yard sale, but they’re getting rid of antiques from way back when this town was just a speck of dirt. Just think about it; actually owning a piece of Colorado’s history; a table, or some linen, or maybe even an old lamp that had been used by early settlers. Her eyes lit up as she talked and a wild look materialized on her face -- the same look that appeared when she went shopping for bargains. My mom loved to shop and spend money, but when she knew she could get something valuable at a great price she was out of control. I always thought it was amusing to see her shop and become unhinged at the sight of a Sale sign; watching her run from item to item, getting excited and whipping out the checkbook. It was a good thing my poor dad had a great job to support Mom’s habits.

      So, it’s not really taking a break then? I’ll still be working on my project but just finding other sources of information to help, right? I clarified, smiling and putting on my tennis shoes.

      Right, Mom answered, her light brown eyes getting as big as her smile, And we can’t be blamed if there’s a sale of some sort that happens to be right on the same path that we’re traveling, She summed up, trying her best to justify why we were leaving. Of course I didn’t care, I wanted to get out

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