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The Sherlock Jr. Detective Agency
by Marc Morgenstern
Genre: YA, Teen Mystery
Chas, Zoe, Xander, Nickie and Patricia and Sally make up the Sherlock
Jr.
Detective Agency. Even though they are only 12 years old, each one of
them possess their own unique specialty. Patricia is a computer whiz,
Zoe and Xander, the twins, are inventors, Nickie is a mathematician,
Sally is their administrator and Chas is the leader. In this
adventure, they are hired by Skids, the local skate boarding champ,
to find his missing dog Casper which was stolen out right of his back
yard in broad daylight. Suspecting foul play their detective skills
and the Sherlock Jr. Network in the neighborhood. They must put their
best foot forward to solve the crime before time runs out and the
kidnapped Casper is sold on an auction web site to the highest bidder.
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Marc Morgenstern has been a part of the film industry for at least 25
years, but became a serious writer/director in 2004 when he shot his
first feature film, The Vampire Conspiracy, that went on to receive
worldwide distribution. In addition, it has been translated into four
languages and sold in Wal-Mart, Blockbuster, Target, and more. It
launched Fangoria’s, the nations largest resource for horror
fiction’s online streaming service Fangoria TV, and during its
release was searched in the top 700 searched movies on imdb.com.
After it was turned into a graphic novel, it won a silver medal at
the 2010 Independent Publishing Awards.
Since then, Marc has achieved international recognition with his Cannes
Lions Shortlisting commercial “Poker Face”, that either
placed or won in 10 different award shows.
One of Marc’s greatest industry accomplishments was as the creator of
the
variety show HouseCapades with Mike Bullard, and achieved the #1 show
of its kind in its time slot and ran for over 250 episodes, one of
the longest running television shows in Canadian history.
After that, he ended up becoming the Broadcasting Creative Director at
Avid
Life Media, where he created and produced over 80 international
commercials for over 30 markets and directed the documentary Affairs
Across America. With Avid Life Media, Marc has written and developed
a variety show, a reality show, two feature films and a sitcom.
Marc is no stranger to directing children. He also created the three
award-winning nationally renown live-action shorts titled: Operation:
LabBrats. In 2013 Marc moved to California where he immediately went
into production, writing and directing the feature film ‘Vitals’ with
Christopher Showerman, Charlene Amoia, Tim Russ, Claudia Wells and
Sachin Mehta.
He currently lives in Burbank, CA with his loving wife Tanya.
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Chapter 4
The Trials
The trials were an age-old initiation process that all members of Sherlock Jr. had gone through. They were to
test physical, mental and intellectual abilities. The trials had to be completed in a certain amount of time. If the
subject failed to complete any of the trials in the specified time frames, they couldn’t become a member. The
test was only administered to a person once. If you failed, you flunked out for good. So you had better be
positive that you could do it.
The first trial was always a test of strength and endurance. You were pushed hard and fast which was why the
location was widely known: the school playground at Benjamin Harris Junior School, named after the
president who was in office when Sherlock Holmes was first published. Kids needed to pass this first trial and
they needed to practice. Today was no different.
As the Sherlock Jr. members walked up to the playground, there were a few kids that were trying to beat the
minimum time allowed. Most failed. The team crowded around Jeremy. By the looks on everyone’s faces, half
were excited to get a new member, the other half were skeptical.
No one had just ever jumped into the trials. Usually they had interned and helped out around the clubhouse
and, when they were ready, they took a few practice tests and when they were confident, they took the trials.
No one had ever done what Jeremy was attempting to do.
Sally, who had cleaned herself up, pulled out her huge stop watch and stood before Jeremy. Jeremy looked out
into the playground with ease. He’s lived five minutes from here for most of his life. He’s played on this
particular playground since he was four years old and considering he’ll be fourteen in a couple of years that
was almost a decade! Sally snapped her fingers in front of his face to get his attention.
“Alright, listen up. You have to travel up the slide, make your way to the monkey bar, swing across.” While
Sally talked, Jeremy didn’t take his eyes off the prize. “Continue to the rope bridge, cross the rings and make
your way to the end. To qualify, the time to beat is one minute and thirty seconds.”
Jeremy’s lip curled in amazement. This seemed too easy. He turned to Chas who was obviously the guy with
the best time. “What’s your record?” he pried.
“I wouldn’t try for my record. You may hurt yourself,” gloated Chas.
“Just tell me,” insisted Jeremy as he stretched out his arms and legs. Chas looked Jeremy up and down, was
this going to be a battle for Alpha Dog status?
“Fine,” Chas acquiesced. “Forty-six seconds.” The record had stood for four years. Chas was very proud of it.
He had beaten his older brother Michael’s record by a good nine seconds.
“Forty-six seconds,” Jeremy confirmed. Chas’ smile dropped away. He hoped that this Jeremy kid wasn’t a
show off.
“Look, don’t strain yourself,” Chas said, trying to ease Jeremy into doing a good job. “You just need one
minute thirty seconds to qualify.” It didn’t seem to matter, Jeremy was focused and determined.
“Alright, on your mark,” Sally bellowed as her stopwatch clicked back to zero. Jeremy put his hands on the
foot of the slide. The same slide he had traversed a thousand times before. “Get set,” Sally urged. Jeremy
readied his body and gripped the edges. The others watched with determination. Chas worried about his
record. Sally waited an extra second to add suspense to the entire scenario. Then she yelled “Go!” and clicked
the stopwatch.
Jeremy bolted up the slide faster than anyone had done before. To him there was no slide, no monkey bars or
rope bridge. It was just him and the record – forty-six seconds. He focused on the slide and tuned out the
cheering crowd.
“Ten seconds!” shouted Sally. Jeremy was in fine form. Making it to the top of the slide, he quickly ran up to
the monkey bars and leapt. He flew through the air with a mighty blur and made it to the fourth rung from his
jump, it was quite impressive. The average kid would start at the first or second rung, not Jeremy, he was a
dynamo. Then much to the amazement of all, he crossed the bars two at a time! Chas’ jaw dropped.
“Fifteen seconds,” Sally’s voice encouraged Jeremy further. Several other kids from the neighborhood ran up.
They all knew what this was. Chas started to bite his nails.
“You look worried,” Xander commented as he leaned in to be heard. Chas didn’t take his eyes off Jeremy.
“No, of course not,” Chas unconvincingly replied. By this time Jeremy had cleared the monkey bars and was
running up to the rope bridge – the playground’s toughest obstacle. If Jeremy was going to stumble, it was
going to be here.
“Twenty-five seconds!” Sally shouted. The rope bridge did prove to be a little tough. It hadn’t rained in a
while, so the rope was dry like sandpaper. Jeremy’s hands burned with each grasp of the rope. Chas watched
him carefully, noting each stumble or mistake. He didn’t have to count high. As he neared the end of the rope
bridge, Sally shouted, “Thirty-five seconds!”
Jeremy had one more obstacle. The hanging rings. Everything seemed like it was going in slow motion.
Jeremy grabbed the rings and swung out skipping the next two rings leaving air between the first ring he left
and the third ring he grabbed. The crowd went wild. Chas watched nervously as this kid from nowhere was
clearly getting close to beating his record. Then the unfortunate happened. Jeremy missed one of the rings.
There was his fatal flaw, this new kid was over confident, thought Chas. Chas’ grin grew as Jeremy swung
back and had to grab a closer ring to advance.
“Jeremy! Jeremy! Jeremy!” chanted the kids. Jeremy jumped down from the rings and rounded the final bend.
He pushed himself harder than he had ever before. As he made his way toward the finish line, Chas swallowed
hard – this kid was good.
The crowd, which had increased three-fold cheered him on. As Jeremy crossed the finish line Sally held her
hand up while simultaneously clicking the stop watch.
“Stop!” She cried. Jeremy skidded to a halt causing a tremendous amount of dirt to fly up and rested with his
hands on his knees and out of breath. All of the kids quieted and stood on pins and needles to hear the results.
“Well?” wheezed Jeremy.
“Forty-three seconds,” declared Sally. There was a moment of silence for everyone to fathom what had just
happened. It seemed to go on forever. In the future when this story is told, this moment will be at least a good
minute and a half. Not so, it was more like half a second, but you could, as they say in the biz, drive a truck
through it.
Chas’ face dropped. His record was defeated. Everyone cheered and ran up to Jeremy to congratulate him. As
they patted him on the back, the crowd parted to reveal Chas standing, staring at him in silence. The master
was now the student. Chas made no movement. Was this the passing of the torch or were there hard feelings?
Chas thrust his hand out. The team jumped back. Was there going to be a fight? It was one thing to break the
record, but to smugly say you’re going to do it beforehand and then do it was another.
“Good job,” complimented Chas. His hand was open waiting for a handshake. Jeremy stuck his hand out and
shook it. There were no hard feelings. More cheers erupted from the neighborhood kids.
“Nice work,” Sally said stoically while jotting notes on her pad. “Next is a test of observation.” She then
pulled a blindfold out of her pocket. A murmur started amongst the crowd. Jeremy was in for something
special.
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Matt’s life changes forever when a family of druids moves into the
dilapidated Victorian mansion next door. The story of an unlikely
friendship, the clash of two completely different cultures, secret
magic, and a search for the lost Hawthorne treasure.
Fifteen-year-old Matt Mitchell was having the
worst summer imaginable. Matt’s misery
started when a drunk driver killed his mother. Then his father moved
him and his twin sister to the small town of Hawthorne in rural
Indiana, as far as his grieving father could take from the ocean that
Matt’s mother had loved. At the new high school, three bullies are
determined to make Matt miserable. And to top it off, Matt learns
that the recluse who lives in the ‘haunted house” next door is
none other than Old Lady Hawthorne, the town’s infamous witch and
murderer. Matt’s terrible summer is turning into an awful autumn
when something quite unexpected happens. Old Lady Hawthorne’s niece
and her three children arrive, and Matt meets Gerallt.
A geek
by day, Donald Firesmith works as a system and software engineer
helping the US Government acquire large, complex software-intensive
systems. In this guise, he has authored seven technical books,
written numerous software- and system-related articles and papers,
and spoken at more conferences than he can possibly remember. He’s
also proud to have been named a Distinguished Engineer by the
Association of Computing Machinery, although his pride is tempered
somewhat by his fear that the term “distinguished” makes
him sound like a graybeard academic rather than an active engineer
whose beard is still slightly more red than gray.
By night and on weekends, his alter ego writes modern paranormal
fantasy, apocalyptic science fiction, action and adventure novels and
relaxes by handcrafting magic wands from various magical woods and
mystical gemstones. His first foray into fiction is the book Magical
Wands: A Cornucopia of Wand Lore written under the pen name Wolfrick
Ignatius Feuerschmied. He lives in Crafton, Pennsylvania with his
wife Becky, and his son Dane, and varying numbers of dogs, cats, and birds.
Halloween By the final week of October, the tall oaks lining Hawthorne Drive had reached the peak of their colors, and the first yellow leaves slowly tumbled down to lie on lawns and sidewalks. All along Hawthorne Drive, the modest one- and two-story houses had been turned into happy Halloween haunts. Throughout the neighborhood, bright orange lights framed windows and doors, and small fluttering ghosts hung from the branches of many of the smaller trees in peoples’ yards. Black plastic spiders sat on the cottony cobwebs that shrouded every bush, while jolly Jack-O-Lanterns stood silent guard at every porch. Front yards had become grave yards, and the occasional inept witch hung where she’d crashed headlong into a tree or the side of a house. Yet the morning of Halloween had arrived with no change to Hawthorne House, making it appear decidedly underdressed with no sign of Halloween decorations. “So Gerallt, doesn’t your family celebrate Halloween?” Matt asked as the Hawthorne children joined Tina and him at the bus stop. “You haven’t put up any decorations, and I haven’t heard you mention it all month.” “Of course we observe Halloween, only we call it Samhain,” Gerallt said, exchanging cautious glances with his sister. Unlike Wiccans, who pronounce the holiday as Sow-in, Gerallt pronounced the Gaelic word meaning the end of summer as Sahm-wan. “It’s just that for us, the holiday doesn’t start until dusk and we always wait until then tah decorate.” “Tonight is very special tah us,” Gwyneth added solemnly. “It’s our new year,” Gerallt continued. “We have a feast tah welcome the spirits of those who will be born in the comin’ year and tah celebrate the lives of those who have passed in the previous year. Tonight, we’ll celebrate the life of our fathah and welcome his spirit when he visits us from the Spirit World…” Before Matt could decide how to respond to Gerallt’s unexpected expectation that his father’s ghost was going to visit him, Gareth said, “Samhain ‘s my favorite holiday. I love trick-or- treatin’ and all the candy. Can I go with you and Gerallt tonight? Please? I promise not tah be a bothah or anything. Please, Matt?”
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