Hope and her friends have found a way to defy gravity -- "sky jumping". Not yet in their teens, they are strictly forbidden to do this because it requires them to enter the deadly "bomb's breath". Their entire community is a hard scrabble bunch of survivors of WWIII and the "green bombs". A prem...
It kept the hours and hours we spent on horses from being so monotonous, and kept the anxiety for our town from making us sick. But our progress on figuring any of it out remained exactly zero. Aaren was somehow managing to read Anna’s textbook and notes while riding on his bumpy horse. He blurte...
Brock!” I screamed. “Bandits!” Brock flung the front door open as I ran toward it. In the doorway, Aaren tugged Brenna’s second glove on her hand and grabbed his slingshot, shoving it into his waistband, then we all ran. “Up the hill!” I yelled. “They’ll have a hard time following on the horses. ...