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Nessie and the Celtic Maze: Nessie's Grotto, #3
Nessie and the Celtic Maze: Nessie's Grotto, #3
Nessie and the Celtic Maze: Nessie's Grotto, #3
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Craig and Linda's parents have taken them to Canada this summer -- far away from "that wicked monster Nessie." But there's a secret passageway between Loch Ness and Lake Memphrémagog in Quebec. The passageway is part of a crumbling maze. Nessie's daughter, the Princess Sheona, has become trapped.Craig and Linda pay their last visit to Nessie's Grotto, and turn its care over to frightened 7-year-old Angus and his sister Haining, who is going to be a giant when she grows up.

LanguageEnglish
Release dateNov 14, 2015
ISBN9781519995896
Nessie and the Celtic Maze: Nessie's Grotto, #3
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Lois Wickstrom

Lois is the author of Oliver, A Story about Adoption, winner of the Read America award. She and Francie Mion (artist) have created the Loretta's Insect series: Ladybugs for Loretta, Bees in Loretta's Bonnet, and soon Loretta's Pet Caterpillar. She is co-author of the Nessie's Grotto series with Jean Lorrah, which won the IEBA award. Her Amanda Mini-Mysteries were published in Child Life, and voted "most popular series." She has also been published in The Friend and Highlights. She is the author of the American Chemical Society video "Starting With Safety" and the HRM videos "It's Chemical" series. She was head science teacher at Science in the City in Philadelphia. Her Imagenie science videos are on YouTube. She is an avid gardener, experimental cook, exercise junky, and all-around silly person.

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    Nessie and the Celtic Maze - Lois Wickstrom

    ISBN 0-916176-24-X

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    Chapter One – Did You See Something Scary?

    Seven-year-old Angus McAskill watched Filan McDuff’s fishing boat bob over some small waves on the otherwise smooth surface of Loch Ness. Loch Ness was a lake, not an ocean. Lakes didn’t have waves – except for windy days, and he felt no wind. A motorboat could cause waves.  He looked across the lake – not a motorboat in sight. What could have caused the waves?

    He gazed across the loch at the pink tower of Uhrquart Castle, and wished he could live in the days when knights were bold.  He wanted to be a knight, and wear a big shiny suit of armor.  He would carry a lance and a sword, and ride a big horse, and then he wouldn’t be afraid of anything.  Angus didn’t want to be afraid, but it was hard when you were as small as he was, and you had a clumsy big sister who was always knocking things over onto you.

    He stared down into the dark waters of the loch.  They scared him, too, going down so deep that no one knew what lay below.  There was even supposed to be a monster.  The kids at school told him all about it when they learned he was going to Loch Ness for his vacation. 

    At the thought, he stepped back from the shore, and looked again at the boat, wondering how Mr. McDuff had the courage to go out in such dangerous water.  What if he fell overboard and drowned in those black depths?  Wasn’t he afraid of being eaten by the monster?

    As Angus watched, the boat rose again on new waves ... and then something huge and dark green with purple spots rose out of the water behind Mr. McDuff’s boat .  It had a gigantic head, with glowing green eyes as big as plates. Its neck was long, like a dragon! The monster! It was real! 

    It sent a wave up to where he stood, soaking his pants and shirt, splashing his face.

    Shrieking in terror, Angus turned and tore up the bank in search of his mother.

    He ran, terrified, up the rocky slope to Mrs. Carmichael’s Bed and Breakfast. His short thin legs stumbled as loose stones rolled under his shoes, but he kept going.  His mother had a sense about these things.  She was waiting for him on the green porch swing, and scooped him up into her lap.

    You were running very fast, she said, hugging him warmly.  Did you see something scary?

    Angus panted to catch his breath.  A huge monster!  He panted some more. His small body almost disappeared under his mother’s shawl.  A huge monster stared at me!  He nestled his head into his mother’s warm shoulder.  His mother’s arms were like flippers with fingers on the ends.  Some people said she had a birth defect. Others said she was one of the seal-folk. Sometimes she took Angus to sing with the seals.

    Just then his older sister Haining flung open the green porch door. Its hinges creaked. She was so tall that she ducked her head to fit through the doorway. Her short curly hair glinted red in the sunlight.  Oh, no—not another one of your tall tales! You're so small an itty bitty fish would look like a monster to you.

    Haining wiggled her long arms like a swimming fish.  Angus snuggled tighter against his mother.  Haining was growing so fast she could poke him in the eye by accident. At age 9, she had been as tall as their mother. And now at age 12, she was bumping her head on doorways. There was giant blood in the McAskill family, and everybody was sure Haining would grow to be as tall as her great great great uncle who had been 7 feet, 9 inches tall.  Haining had been 18 lbs at birth.  Angus had been a runt, at just under 5 lbs.

    Did the monster have big eyes? asked his mother, kissing the top of his head.  Caroline McAskill loved her son’s tall tales.

    Big eyes! said Angus.  And a long neck.  He took a deep breath. And a big mouth!

    Like me? asked Haining, baring her large teeth.  Angus pulled his mother’s shawl more tightly about his shoulders.

    Did the monster have huge teeth? asked his mother, smoothing his hair with her hand.

    Angus burrowed deeper into her shoulder.  I couldn’t see her teeth!  Her mouth was closed.  And she smiled at me!

    Was it a happy smile? asked his mother.

    "She looked like she’d be happy

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