Books with author Heather Thomas

Through narrative nonfiction text, readers hear stories from survivors of the devastating wildfires that broke out across southern California in October 2007. Additional features to aid comprehension include a table of contents, a fast-fact section, fact-filled captions and callouts, a timeline of the disaster, infographics, a glossary, a listing of source notes, sources for further research, and an introduction to the author.

Rosalind and Jesse were best friends before Rosalind's obsession with astrology causes them to drift apart. Rosalind is a very proud Leo and she makes Jesse feel inferior because she is a Scorpio, Jesse plots revenge on her ex-friend. She bribes her brother to go out with Rosalind and dump her after. However, the stars have other plans for the three of them.

Unlike some other reproductions of classic texts (1) We have not used OCR(Optical Character Recognition), as this leads to bad quality books with introduced typos. (2) In books where there are images such as portraits, maps, sketches etc We have endeavoured to keep the quality of these images, so they represent accurately the original artefact. Although occasionally there may be certain imperfections with these old texts, we feel they deserve to be made available for future generations to enjoy.

Through narrative nonfiction text, readers hear stories from survivors of the devastating wildfires that broke out across southern California in October 2007. Additional features to aid comprehension include a table of contents, a fast-fact section, fact-filled captions and callouts, a timeline of the disaster, infographics, a glossary, a listing of source notes, sources for further research, and an introduction to the author.

Leena is a thirteen year old witch. Apart from her mother and grandmother, the only person who knows her secret is her best friend Jerry. When the bus driver passes out behind the steering wheel, Leena secretly uses her magic powers to save her schoolmates from an inevitable crash. The Principal offers her an award and the local newspaper decides to do a story on her, in recognition of her good deed, However, a glitch in the photography causes Leena's secret to be exposed. Faced with the possibility of being harmed by the citizens in town, Leena recognizes that the only way for her to solve the problem is to travel back in time and prevent the driver from ever passing out.

Culture shock. That’s what Nikki experiences when her father is transferred from Laguna Beach to Seattle. Gazing up in the gray drizzle at the gargoyles on the apartment building that is her new home, she tells herself that life as she knows it is over, that boredom is all she can hope to look forward to. But that was before she saw the people in the mirror and before she met the gorgeous young man next door.... ________From THE PEOPLE IN THE MIRROR:“Watch your footing.” Mitch turned on a flashlight and pointed it at the ground. I followed him when, suddenly, he disappeared into the ground. I backed away. “Come on,” he urged.“Where are you?”“There’s steps.” He pointed the flashlight up steps where he’d disappeared. “Do you see them?”“Just barely. Why are there steps into the earth?” I made a great leap of trust as I cautiously took the first step down. It seemed fairly solid. I took the next three steps, then turned around and looked up. A few stars peeked through the buttermilk clouds that nearly covered the night sky. I took another step down, and the sky disappeared behind the ceiling of earth.“Where is this?” I looked around – what I could make out in the glow of Mitch's flashlight were walls, a sidewalk, an ancient billboard.“It’s a part of Seattle’s underground city. It’s cut off from the section that’s on the tour.”“How did you find out about it?”“After I went on the underground city tour with my dad years ago, I never could stop thinking about it. I knew there had to be more. A librarian dug out an old city map for me, and I figured out where it was likely there'd be more of the underground city. I kept poking around until I found a gigantic rabbit hole and I took it from there.” He studied me for a moment. “Are you going to come the rest of the way down, or stay perched up there?”“I’m coming down.” I continued on down the steps and onto the wooden planks of the underground sidewalk. “It’s so amazing!” I felt again a bit nervous about his brilliance and maturity. How could I possibly be interesting and intelligent enough for him?Mitch trained the flashlight on the billboard. “Millie’s Millinery,” it said over a faint sepia drawing of a Victorian woman wearing a huge, billowing hat. Curiously, she appeared to be looking right up the stairs at the night stars.“She’s beautiful,” I whispered.“Isn’t she?” We stood reverently contemplating Miss Millie from a bygone era for a few moments, then Mitch took my hand and we silently headed down the sidewalk. We came to a house and climbed the steps to the porch, then he led me through the front door into the house. “All that’s left of the house is this foyer and the living room, but isn’t the woodwork fabulous?”I peered around at the scrollwork of the dark wooden Victorian doorways, archways and window moldings, the scent of wood and earth mingling into a musty, lonely aroma. “Yes. Beautiful.”“Should we sit on the porch?”“Okay.” The heavy presence of that other time in this undisturbed place stole into me. I felt like I wasn't exactly myself. A bit dazed and overwhelmed, I followed Mitch back onto the porch and sat on the steps. “If you stay awhile with the flashlight turned off, your eyes adjust and you can make things out surprisingly clearly. There’s some phosphorescence in the walls that adds a hazy light. You begin to feel what it was like to have lived here. The city takes on a kind of life, like in a dream....”

Culture shock! That’s what Nikki experiences when her father is transferred from Laguna Beach to Seattle. Gazing up in the gray drizzle at the gargoyles on the apartment building that is her new home, she tells herself that life as she knows it is over, that boredom is all she can hope to look forward to. But that was before she saw the people in the mirror – and before she met the gorgeous young man next door.... ________From THE PEOPLE IN THE MIRROR:“Watch your footing.” Mitch turned on a flashlight and pointed it at the ground. I followed him when, suddenly, he disappeared into the ground. I backed away. “Come on,” he urged.“Where are you?”“There’s steps.” He pointed the flashlight up steps where he’d disappeared. “Do you see them?”“Just barely. Why are there steps into the earth?” I made a great leap of trust as I cautiously took the first step down. It seemed fairly solid. I took the next three steps, then turned around and looked up. A few stars peeked through the buttermilk clouds that nearly covered the night sky. I took another step down, and the sky disappeared behind the ceiling of earth.“Where is this?” I looked around – what I could make out in the glow of Mitch's flashlight were walls, a sidewalk, an ancient billboard.“It’s a part of Seattle’s underground city. It’s cut off from the section that’s on the tour.”Mitch trained the flashlight on the billboard. “Millie’s Millinery,” it said over a faint sepia drawing of a Victorian woman wearing a huge, billowing hat. Curiously, she appeared to be looking right up the stairs at the night stars.“She’s beautiful,” I whispered.“Isn’t she?” We stood reverently contemplating Miss Millie from a bygone era for a few moments, then Mitch took my hand and we silently headed down the sidewalk .... ________Read The People in the Mirror today to discover who the people in the mirror are ... and, more importantly, who is the incredibly attractive boy next door?