Yes, I'm still hard at work on the next Tennis Shoes adventure, Thorns of Glory. To prove it, here's another excerpt.
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Or if you want to order by calling me directly at 801-870-2070, I have a secure merchant account for Visa or MC. In the meantime, here's the new Tennis Shoes excerpt. This is from the perspective of Joshua:
The tunnel opened into a very unusual room. Shafts of sunlight pierced various holes in the ceiling. The openings might have been fifty feet overhead, impossible to reach without the ladder from a fire truck, but it was a welcome relief for our claustrophobia to know that daylight still existed.
Hamira dodged the stones and boulders that littered the floor and wandered into one of the light shafts. She shut her eyes, breathing deeply and basking like a lizard. I found my own conduit of dusty sunlight and sat upon a stone.
"We can't stay long," said Hamira, more to herself. "We don't know when Nimrah and the sons of Mizerath may find us."
"They may be headed in an entirely different direction," I said.
"If, like us, they are searching for a way to Ablom and a return to our lands, they will arrive here eventually."
"Do you recognize this room?" I asked. "Did you and King Omer pass this way before?"
She nodded hesitantly. "I believe so. But it may have been night. There was no sunlight shining through openings above."
"What will happen if your brother finds us?"
She said softly, "He would kill us both."
"You're his sister," I said, wondering if this would affect her opinion.
She pondered this. "He would kill you," she said. "Me?" She sat heavily on a broken stone across from me. "I'm not sure."
Something fell from above. Something small. I watched it drop through the through the light shaft, which bent at an angle, so it disappeared into shadow neared the floor. I heard a squeal as it hit. I presumed it was a field mouse. Or a chipmunk. It was a fifty-foot drop, but such animals didn't weigh much, so perhaps it survived. It always seemed odd when such creatures made a mistake. I mean, animals were all instinct, right? They didn't normally have such accidents. A thought struck me—so fleeting. I wondered if other types of creatures might have fallen into this pit.
Suddenly I heard Hamira cry out.
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