By Danny Musher, Illustrated by Andrew Smith
Published December 12, 2016
The chilling night air swirled around James Henry as he stumbled blindly over the treacherous forest floor. Just above the treetops, the full moon hung low in the sky, swathed in a shawl of thick...
By Andrea Albertini, Illustrated by Jessie Hennen
Published December 12, 2016
Julia arose at the early hour of four o'clock AM, fighting already bubbling nerves, and being careful not to wake her parents in the next room or her two younger siblings. She didn't want anyone...
By Ryan Kinnavy, Illustrated by Devon Cole
Published December 12, 2016
John McCarty was warming up his arm. "Whip it in there!" yelled his friend, Stuart Johnson. He and Stuart played for the Rockets. The Rockets were the best baseball team in the league, all because...
By Alexandra Pistey, Illustrated by J. Palmer
Published December 12, 2016
Emily shaded her green eyes from the hot Nevada sun. A tiny breeze blew a loose strand of her dusty brown hair and relieved the humidity that made the air hang thick and heavy. Her...
By Rebecca Schneider, Illustrated by Eliott P. Frank
Published December 12, 2016
Billy stood on the porch of the cabin enjoying the cool, fresh air. He loved the way everything was quiet and still before the rest of the world woke up. Then he remembered—he was at...
By Julia Swearer, Illustrated by Claire Neviaser
Published December 11, 2016
Amy sat on the cold concrete steps resting her chin on her fist, while the other hand clutched an ink-blotted letter. She stared at the sign three doors down that had a big red line...
By Luria Rittenberg, Illustrated by the author
Published December 11, 2016
Mon, when is Bubbe coming?" I asked impatiently. "Soon," she replied for the seventeenth time. It was a family tradition for my grandma to come over every Saturday to light the havdalah candle, a symbol...
By Jeanne Mack, Illustrated by Natalie Chin
Published December 11, 2016
Dong-suk followed his uncle, carefully keeping his pace slow enough for his haal-mu-hee, his grandma. His mother was close behind. The group moved along with hurried steps, adding to the bustle of the sidewalks of...
by Reid Plumley, Illustrated by Aaron Phillips
Published December 11, 2016
The whiteout was incredible, one of the most amazing things Jack Graham had ever seen. Unfortunately, one thing he hadn't seen lately was the rest of his team. He knew he had to keep going...
By Ashley Steever, Illustrated by Holly Wist
Published December 10, 2016
Mikon smoothed on the creamy white paint. It was cool to the touch, and felt like powder on his cheeks when it dried. Giving a smile in the mirror, he squirted red paint onto his...
