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.
In this excerpt Shannon takes in the beauty of a beluga whale, for perhaps the hundredth time. And still she is delighted. It will come as no shock to you that I wrote this passage from the heart, a loving tribute to the time I spent with the whale that served as a model for Juneau. Through freezing winters and wind and rain, I never tired of spending time with her. Similarly I had wanted to go to Rwanda forever to see the mountain gorillas in the highlands. One day, I just said, heck, I'm going. I had to remortgage my house to do it, but I loved every second we spent on the mountain. The remortgage turned out to be disastrous, by the way, and someone asked me how I could remortgage just to go see mountain gorillas. I was stumped. Because in my head the question was 'who WOULDN'T go to see the mountain gorillas in their natural habitat if there were any way they could get there?' Then there were the orangutans in Borneo--I saved for ten years for that trip. Now I am in Costa Rica in a place where the humpbacks gather to give birth. . . .
Power of Three
Shannon reached the rim of the tank, three feet high on her side, and twenty feet down on the whales’ side. Juneau swam to greet her, the whale’s snow-white, plump body gliding through the water. The beluga raised her head, with the broad, unmarked forehead, ebony button eyes set well back on each side, short soft curving nostrum, and the mouth that reached so far around each side she always appeared to smile. Beautiful as ever. Shannon grinned at the sight—she couldn’t help herself.