In this fast-paced science fiction thrill ride, gravely ill Shannon Kendricks, attorney and seaquarium volunteer, must return the alien child Essi to her world, while trying to free a captive beluga Juneau, and combat a pair of ancient aliens set on destroying Earth. Her friends can help, but not everyone will survive. On the upside, with the arrival of the alien child, Shannon’s physical appearance changes dramatically and she now possesses useful, near-magical traits to help her with barriers that appear insurmountable. Will Shannon succeed in her quests before it is too late, or run out of time? Find the answers in POWER OF THREE, a thrilling novel from Cathy Parker.
Like her protagonist Shannon Kendricks, Cathy Parker is an attorney. She volunteered as a zoo keeper's aide for eight years and did have a very special beluga buddy, Mauyak, just as Shannon Kendricks has. As to encounters with alien children, as in the trilogy, she is not saying. She was also a radio and print journalist and once was the 'Jill of all trades' for a small satellite paper in Wyoming. She did everything from taking to the photos to writing the articles and op-ed pieces to helping with layout and hauling the newspapers through blizzards once a week. As a result, she saw lambs being born and went on a cattle drive and ate her first (and last) Rocky Mountain Oyster. She has seen mountain gorillas in the wild in Rwanda and orangutans in Borneo and even rocked an orphaned baby orangutan to sleep on her chest. She has volunteered with a chimpanzee sanctuary for former research subjects. So you can see where her heart lies. Currently she lives in Costa Rica with her black cat. All similarities between her cat and the trilogy's Narcissus are purely and probably coincidental.
Thus begins the trilogy Power Rising, when Shannon spent all her time pursuing a heavy duty legal career and volunteering at the SeaQuarium. No time for vacations. I, on the other hand, have just returned from a splendid vacation fishing in the Rocky Mountains on the White River, a place my family has gone for three generations. Here is my LOL fish tale: I was fishing alone under a bridge, when I caught a whopper. This section of the stream was catch and release so I needed to remove the hook and let this big boy go. I soon realized, however, that I'd left my tweezers on the bank down river. What to do? Leave the thrashing fish in the net in the water and hope he didn't take the rod and reel down to the depths with him? Didn't dare. So I hunchbacked my way down the river bank, the netted fish in the water held by one hand, the rod in the other, giving the trout encouragement as I bumped him along, until at last I reached my fallen tweezers. Presto zippo the hook was out and the big fish was free. No one to witness either the whopper ☹️ or my struggle down the bank ????.
Power of Three
SHANNON KENDRICKS BURST THROUGH the SeaQuarium fish house door, whipped her unruly hair behind her shoulders, and spun around toward the towering figure following close behind.