Title:
RACE TO BUTCH
CASSIDY'S GOLD
Genre: MG
Mystery
Word
Count: 43,000
Query:
Twelve-year-old
Maggie McCoy wants to be brave and spontaneous. But she's not. So when she and
her fearless cousin Jake stumble upon century-old clues leading to gold coins
hidden by Butch Cassidy—farm boy turned infamous bank robber of the Wild
West—she crumples her "to-do" list to prove she really can be daring
and impulsive.
And at
first, searching for gold with Jake and their quirky Grandpa Jim in his beat-up
Winnebago is the grand adventure she's always wanted. But Maggie's newfound
courage falters when she learns they must outsmart and outrun a dangerous thief
who is also after the treasure.
The race is
on. But just as Maggie and Jake think they've solved the mystery, Jake is
captured and all the "to-do" lists in the world won't save him.
Maggie is his only hope...if she can find the courage.
RACE TO
BUTCH CASSIDY'S GOLD is a 43,000-word middle grade mystery in which Maggie's
present-day adventures parallel Butch Cassidy's past until mystery and history
collide. This book stands alone, but can open the door for a series that
exposes readers to fast-paced adventures across the fifty states.
With a
Master's degree in Elementary Education, I have taught both elementary and
middle school. I am a regular attendee of writers' conferences and have three
published magazine articles.
First 250
Words:
Twelve
seconds until summer vacation. Maggie's eyes locked on the jerking hand of the
classroom clock as it counted down the last seconds of sixth grade. Someone in
the back of the room began chanting, "Ten, nine, eight—"
Everyone
else joined in, "Seven, six—"
Almost
time! Maggie thought,
sitting at the edge of her seat.
"Five,
four—"
Just a
few more seconds.
"THREE,
TWO—"
Now!
"ONE!!"
RRRRINGGGG!!
The class erupted into
cheers.
Maggie
jumped out of her seat, slung her pink backpack over her shoulder, and slipped
out the classroom door. As she ran down the school's rickety old steps, she
pulled the "to-do" list she had carefully prepared the night before
out of her back pocket.
Five
minutes. That's how long she'd given herself to make it to Slotz Convenience
Store. She studied the large crowd in front of her and took a deep breath. She
examined her bright green digital watch, pushed the start button, and took off
running.
"To
your left," she called, pushing past a circle of fifth grade girls in a
group hug. "Coming through." Maggie sidestepped a large boy picking
gum off the bottom of his shoe. "Watch out." She darted around a
curly-haired girl rummaging through her backpack. Just a few more steps and
Maggie would bust out of the crowd. She glanced at her watch again. One minute
down, four to go. So far, so good. She thought she just might make it in time.
Boy, was she
wrong.
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