The Door
Liza Dora, Cynthia Crozier, Jolie Gray
Hardcover
(Liza Dora, Oct. 1, 2019)
Three things happened in Houston the fall of 1950 when King girls moved home: the bones of a factory, the width of an entire city block, disappeared without a witness or a trace; every coma patient on the 7th floor of Memorial Hospital suddenly awoke; and Lena Bea King, Light Incarnate, Defender of the Galaxies, Guardian of the Stars, Empress of All That Was and All That Ever Will Be--turned ten years old.When an alien explosion thrusts her mother into a coma, 9YO LENA embarks on a quest to find a door that contains the knowledge of all her previous lifetimes; but when old enemies return, Lena must decide--will she save her family or the entire world?The Door is a middle grade, science fiction/fantasy adventure, perfect for kids 9 and up. It is the first book in The Memory Keep Series. Excerpt. © 2019 Liza Dora Books. Reprinted with permission. All rights reserved. May not be copied/distributed/reprinted without permission. PrologueIn the summer of 1950, thirty-six miles off the coast of Galveston, TX, N 29º 2' 42.774" W 94º 21' 2.1096", to be precise--there was a splash. A pod, no bigger than a baseball, sank slowly downward into the cool darkness below. As it descended, the pod began to unfurl--expanding, stretching, and twisting into the shape of a man. The small splash sent a tiny ripple radiating across the water. The ripple was overtaken by a wave and then pulled back into a lull. It traveled across the surface of the Gulf before coming to rest on a sandy shore. Not even a minute after the ripple fell gently against the sand, a man stepped out of the water. His black suit impeccably tailored and without a speck of water. The man paused along the shoreline. Seemingly to absorb the sound and energy of the small city, like a tourist raised from the murky depths. For a split second his silhouette blurred against the backdrop of the water, as every molecule in his body vibrated and pulsed with an unseen power. When the pulsating stopped, the man straightened his tie and strode across the beach toward the city. His footprints especially light, as the individual grains of sand rolled away from his shoes.
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