TITLE: MICHAELA’S GIFT
GENRE: Middle Grade
The minivan slowed to make the turn off the highway. “Only five more miles, kids.”
Michaela glanced up from her sketching. After two days of traveling, they had finally reached their destination. The mountain loomed ahead, filling the sky. This was her favorite part of the trip, the switchback curves winding tighter and tighter up to the top of the mountain and Granny and Grandpa’s house. She felt like she was returning home after a long absence.
“Can we go fishing when we get there, Dad?” asked Michaela’s older brother, Sean.
“May we go fishing,” corrected Mom. “And the answer is no. We’re going to visit with your grandparents this evening. You may fish tomorrow, as long as you promise to stay off that rotten dock.”
“We’ll get up extra early,” said Dad as his eyes found Sean’s in the rearview mirror.
The minivan skidded around a tight curve. Michaela’s sketchpad flew through the air, landing at Sean’s feet.
“Michael, watch the road,” cried Mom.
“Sweet!” said Sean. He retrieved the sketchbook from the floor, glancing at it before handing it back to Michaela. “Why don’t you ever draw anything cool, like super heroes? Castles are so lame.”
“They are so not,” said Michaela. “They’re full of mystery and magic. I’m going to live in one when I grow up.”
Sean sneered. “In your dreams. In case you haven’t noticed, there’s a definite castle shortage here in the real world.”