Brian Lachlan, at thirteen, knows what his future will be. He will be a ship commander, like the skipper of Lucretia’s Dream. On the day when he must prove his skills, in order to be placed in the right training program, he uses the Eight Simple Rules one must know for such a position to compare to his progress.
Will Brian reach his goal?
There are all kinds of rules if you’re going to be the commander of a space liner, exploring the galaxy. Not many of the men and women on Lucretia’s Dream believed in this theory, but they weren’t determined to become the youngest starship commander in history.
According to galactic records, the person currently holding the record was an ancient forty-five when he was awarded command of a garbage scow. But it wasn’t a floating trashcan that interested Brian Lachlan. Oh, no, his master scheme was to take control of the very ship upon which he had been born and raised—Lucretia’s Dream.
I will get the grand prize in this contest. I just have to. That’s the first step to reaching my goal.
Reporter Abby Lockhart talks about the homeless problem on Moon Base Delta Tango. Her recklessness may cost her everything she holds dear.
More than a millennia ago, humans settled on the moon. At first, the people sent to this station were those who had broken minor laws, where minute property damage occurred and there were no injuries. The idea was to allow these people to rehabilitate their lives without the temptation to return to the criminal activities that had gotten them in trouble in the first place.
The Great Experiment, as it was called, eventually became less of a campaign platform promising voters safer neighborhoods. When crime rates continued to rise and those self-same politicians more often than not were convicted of being in cahoots with those running the domes protecting the moon’s new residents, the programs were turned over to private enterprises, who, with the assistance of government grants, prepared the moon for habitation by ordinary citizens who won a lottery to escape the pollution making the planet an inhabitable nightmare. The semi-annual lottery, designed to be the fairest method of selecting new immigrants, was declared illegal by a court decision found by most to be one that leaned heavily in favor of the mega-conglomerate Metro-Vision.
Venus—a research habitat in the North Atlantic—learned to communicate with a very special young man long before humans inhabited her decks. Eleven years later, sixteen-year-old Mick Beaumont has long given up on his friend inside the computer. He’s determined to leave what he sees as a loser lifestyle and return to terra firma.
On the day of the scheduled rising, nothing happens as it should. Mick’s at a loss to explain the breakdowns, despite being the prime suspect. Determined to figure out the mystery, he enlists the aid of his girlfriend and best bud, only to have one betray him at a crucial moment.
The fate of the world is in this young man’s hands. Can he stop the eco-terrorists and bring Venus to the surface before planetary annihilation happens?
Pain. Excruciating, unbearable pain drove through her joints and caused her to groan. For a very long time, Venus lay still. She tried to absorb why the miniscule humans who inhabited her wanted to hurt her. What had she done wrong? Why did they want her to remain on the bottom of the ocean? When would this pain end?
She had to do something. Now. Before the other humans suffered. But the men called Julian Marcus and Chief Swenson wouldn’t allow her to notify the right people. Some way—there must be a method she could use to let the scientists know of the problem. How could she contact Dr. Michael and Dr. Katrina?
Blocked. Those men wanted this information kept from them! Why? No sense. Didn’t show good judgment for humans to remain below when they needed to do repairs. Dr. Michael. Dr. Katrina. Must know. Can’t get to them.
Mick. Their son, Mick. Such a troubled boy. He could stop those men. How to contact Mick? He’s blocked, too. Through Drew? Or Cindy? Both blocked. Another way? Is there another way? Yes! Success. Now if Mick finds the information before it’s too late. The rising must happen.
We are survivors!
“An E Ticket Ride was the best of the best at Disneyland.”
Her granny’s words give Tish an upbeat moment as she prepares to finish high school. She’s thinking about graduation, going to college in Montana, and not returning to the mountains of Northwest Georgia for a good long time. The idea of spending time with her granny at an entertainment venue she’s only heard about sounds fun.
Within a few short weeks, tension grips her world. Mysterious Man o’ War shaped space craft are headed toward Earth. No one at NASA can get in touch with these visitors. Then, only a day before her graduation, Tish’s world explodes into a fight for survival. Who will win—Invaders or Humans?
“Oh, we’ll have such a good time, Tish.” Granny grinned at her. “Goodness, it’s been so long since I went back to where I was born. Never really wanted to, until now.”
“Why now?” Tish asked. “What’s so different about now?”
Born Patricia Margaret Young, she’d made it clear from the moment she could squall that she would be known by no other name than Tish. The only person who got that was her granny, a woman she not only adored but hoped to be like one day.
“You, sweetie.” Granny’s grin grew wider. “You are going to have your own E Ticket ride, and I want to show you what that’s all about.”
“An E Ticket ride?” Tish asked. “What do you mean?”