| Chapter 3 | “This is your home?” Kammie gasped, looking at the dugout jutting out of a dirt wall. “Do you like it?” asked Scarlet, grinning. A tiny flame scurried into the room, followed by a bigger flame, who looked very tired. “This is my son, Blaze, and this is my husband, Ignatius.” Scarlet announced, and Kammie noticed that Scarlet’s husband noticeably winced when she said his name. Blaze rolled up to Kammie, his…
| Chapter 2 | Kammie hurried into the classroom just as the bell rang. She sat down heavily in her science class. Mrs. Stevenson glared at her as she got out her science book. “Late again? And with no pass,” Later, Mrs. Stevenson yelled at her about reading in class. “Miss Kamilia Clark! Just what do you think you are doing!” She yanked the book out of Kammie’s hand and opened it to a random…
| Chapter 1 | Kammie hurried up the stone steps of her house, gasping for breath. In her hands, she clutched a book. This book was not the usual, boring homework assignment. This book was the last book she had from her dad. Her father had disappeared on his flight to Honolulu, and this had been his favorite book. He had read it thousands of times, the creases on the spine preparing the book for…