And now, an excerpt from my second book, From Cleo to Edgar: A Time Savers Club Adventure. You can buy the entire e-book on Amazon.
Sam opened his eyes. Sam and Mrs. Steers stood high on a plateau overlooking the construction site of the oldest of the Pyramids. Beyond the construction site, the gold sands of the Egyptian desert stretched like a massive sea. The sand blew across the barren land.
To their left was a great white wall that had been carved in the side of a plateau. It was the quarry where lime stones were being cut. To the right, a massive ramp went up to the Pyramid. It worked around the sides of the structure. The pictures Sam had seen showed them worn down and weathered from time. Here they were being built and the whole area was alive with activity.
Thousands of workers moved stone blocks up the well-designed ramp system until they reached the upper level. The Pyramid was just above the half-way point. They could see more workers there, moving stones to the edge and placing them.
"Whoa! Look at that. I didn't imagine this." Sam was awed. Mrs. Steers was quiet.
Mrs. Steers wasn't looking at the Pyramids. She was staring at Sam. Her mouth opened. Her eyes fixed on him in disbelief.
"Sam, you must tell me honestly. Have you been to other places without me?" She tightened her grip on his arm and looked mad.
"No, Mrs. Steers. I promised and I didn't go anywhere." Sam expressed a high level of sincerity. Mrs. Steers studied his face.
"Sam, that's remarkable. I believe you, but... How?" Mrs. Steers released his arm and took a few steps in the sand. Sam watched the ground below her feet, noting that she didn't leave any footprints. Once again, he marveled at the strangeness of time-travel.
Mrs. Steers took about ten steps in front of him, then turned. "You... Sam... You are..." She blinked a few times. She was speechless.
"Mrs. Steers, you're kinda freaking me out. What's wrong?"
Mrs. Steers stopped, shook her head and rubbed her temples. "It's nothing, Sam. You just got us here quicker than anyone else I know or have ever know. You spoke the incantation perfectly and on the third round, we are here. That's extraordinary, Sam. Extraordinary."
To their left was a great white wall that had been carved in the side of a plateau. It was the quarry where lime stones were being cut. To the right, a massive ramp went up to the Pyramid. It worked around the sides of the structure. The pictures Sam had seen showed them worn down and weathered from time. Here they were being built and the whole area was alive with activity.
Thousands of workers moved stone blocks up the well-designed ramp system until they reached the upper level. The Pyramid was just above the half-way point. They could see more workers there, moving stones to the edge and placing them.
"Whoa! Look at that. I didn't imagine this." Sam was awed. Mrs. Steers was quiet.
Mrs. Steers wasn't looking at the Pyramids. She was staring at Sam. Her mouth opened. Her eyes fixed on him in disbelief.
"Sam, you must tell me honestly. Have you been to other places without me?" She tightened her grip on his arm and looked mad.
"No, Mrs. Steers. I promised and I didn't go anywhere." Sam expressed a high level of sincerity. Mrs. Steers studied his face.
"Sam, that's remarkable. I believe you, but... How?" Mrs. Steers released his arm and took a few steps in the sand. Sam watched the ground below her feet, noting that she didn't leave any footprints. Once again, he marveled at the strangeness of time-travel.
Mrs. Steers took about ten steps in front of him, then turned. "You... Sam... You are..." She blinked a few times. She was speechless.
"Mrs. Steers, you're kinda freaking me out. What's wrong?"
Mrs. Steers stopped, shook her head and rubbed her temples. "It's nothing, Sam. You just got us here quicker than anyone else I know or have ever know. You spoke the incantation perfectly and on the third round, we are here. That's extraordinary, Sam. Extraordinary."
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