Up in the Air
Ann Marie Meyers
Language: English
Pages: 244
ISBN: 193996704X
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
Ever since she can remember, 10-year-old Melody has always wanted to fly. When she leaps off a swing in the park one day and lands in the mystical realm of Chimeroan, her dream finally comes true: she is given a pair of wings with which to fly. Melody is exultant; life could not be any better. Dreams, however, do come with a price. Even with wings, Melody realizes she cannot out-fly the memories of her past. The car accident that has left her father paralyzed, and her unhurt, still plagues her with guilt-she believes it was entirely her fault. In Chimeroan, Melody is forced to come to terms with her part in her father's accident. She must choose between the two things that have become the world to her: keeping her wings or healing her father. Interspersed with beautiful illustrations, this touching novel deals with themes of grief and healing in an imaginative way.
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toward the unicorn. Its ears go back. Sean stops, looks up at the sky again, takes a deep breath, then a step, and another. The unicorn lowers its head and snorts. Sean’s arm trembles as he reaches up and strokes its neck. “Hey!” He holds something up. “A watch. And it’s real gold.” The watch has a beautiful thick band, but I wouldn’t trade my ring for all the gold watches in the world. Sean touches the unicorn’s nose. “Thank you.” As soon as he says those words, darkness descends. The
like they’re in a boxing match. “I’m not going to become a lawyer after all. My dad will go bonkers, but I don’t care.” The muscles around his mouth are relaxed. His shoulders no longer slump. He looks happy. What happened to make him change like that? “Guess what?” Sean says. “I found out the name of my wings: Sledgehammer.” “You just thought of that?” I keep on forgetting to name mine. “Not really. Sledgehammer told me. Strange, hmm?” “You mean your wings said, ‘My name is Sledgehammer?’”
odor. A group of eight hoarders bicker with each other in a small clearing, haggling over who actually caught the witch and who will get to keep the wand. It’s hard to tell if they’re the same ones I ran into yesterday. And I don’t want to find out. They’ve left Gabby beneath a tree, face down in the dirt. Her cat, a grey and white tabby, lies on its side next to her. They’re both unconscious. Good thing the tree trunks are thick, so it’s easy to hide. The hoarders are making so much noise,
darkness. “I knew I had to give up my ring, but I didn’t think it would be so hard.” Jackson sighs. “I wanted to show it to my mom.” “But, in the end, you did what felt right, and that’s the important thing,” Kevin says. “What did the unicorn mean?” I ask Sara. “How can I let go of something I really want?” There’s no way I can stop wanting Dad to walk and dance again. “You did let go,” Sara says. “You gave up the ring, which obviously meant a lot to you. And because you did, you helped free
my chest lessens. “You’re right. Thank you, Sara.” I feel lighter than I’ve felt in a long time. Dreamstar makes a sharp right and the next second we’re riding an air current. “Whooopeee!” I yell. “I second that,” Sara shouts. “Sara, what’s your wings’ name?” “Her name is Silversling.” “That’s beautiful. Dreamstar surrounds me with the scent of flowers all the time.” “I smell the freshness of the air, even when I’m in downtown LA.” I glance at her. “How many times have you come to
