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  Best Wishes (Best Wishes #1)

  Sarah Mlynowski

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  From Sarah Mlynowski, the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author behind Whatever After and Upside-Down Magic, this thrilling new series is Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants for a new generation of readers! Brimming with magic, friendship, humor--and irresistible illustrations--this is the book you've been wishing for!Becca Singer is having the Worst Day Ever. Her best friend, Harper, dumped her, and Becca is totally friendless and alone.Then the box arrives in the mail.Inside the box? One bracelet, plus a mysterious note telling Becca to make a wish. So Becca puts on the bracelet-why not, right?-and wishes to have friends. Lots of friends. So many friends.And just like that, the magic works. Suddenly, EVERYONE wants to be Becca's BFF, from all the kids at school to the teachers (!) to her own mom (!!).As things spin out of control, Becca starts to wonder: Is this wish a curse?This series is perfect for fans of Whatever After, Real Friends, The Baby-Sitters Club, and all stories told with warmth and sparkle. And keep an eye out for Books 2 and 3, where the magic bracelet gets mailed to new girls with new wishes (with each book co-written by Sarah Mlynowski and a different author!)The audio edition also features a bonus recording of an original short story in the WHATEVER AFTER universe, GO FETCH by Sarah Mlynowski and narrated by Emily Eiden. Follow siblings Abby and Jonah (and their puppy, Prince) as they tumble through the magic mirror and into the classic nursery rhyme, Jack and Jill. When Abby and Jonah meet Jack and Jill on the hill, they try to help the other pair carry their pail of water—with hilarious results! This bite-sized adventure is a special treat for fans of the bestselling WHATEVER AFTER series, and for anyone who loves magical stories told with humor and sparkle.

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  The Sky Was Full of Ships - One...

  Theodore Sturgeon

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  The Sky Was Full of Ships by Theodore Sturgeon - They tried Gordon Kent for murder–but who was really responsible? 
  Sykes died, and after two years they tracked Gordon Kemp down and brought him back, because he was the only man who knew anything about the death. Kemp had to face a coroner's jury in Switchpath, Arizona, a crossroads just at the edge of the desert, and he wasn't too happy about it, being city-bred and not quite understanding the difference between "hicks" and "folks." 
  The atmosphere in the courtroom was tense. Had there been great wainscoted walls and a statue of blind Justice, it would have been more impersonal and, for Kemp, easier to take. But this courtroom was a crossroads granger's hall in Switchpath, Arizona. 
  The presiding coroner was Bert Whelson, who held a corncob pipe instead of a gavel. At their ease around the room were other men, dirt-farmers and prospectors like Whelson. It was like a movie short. It needed only a comedy dance number and somebody playing a jug. 
  But there was nothing comic about it. These hicks were in a position to pile trouble on Kemp, trouble that might very easily wind up in the gas chamber. 
  The coroner leaned forward. "You got nothin' to be afeard of, son, if your conscience is clear." 
  "I still ain't talking. I brought the guy in, didn't I? Would I of done that if I'd killed him?" 
  The coroner stroked his stubble, a soft rasping sound like a rope being pulled over a wooden beam. 
  "We don't know about that, Kemp. Hmm. Why can't you get it through your head that nobody's accusing you of anything? You're jest a feller knows something about the death of this here Alessandro Sykes. This court'd like to know exactly what happened." 
  He hesitated, shuffled. 
  "Sit down, son," said the coroner. 
  That did it. He slumped into the straight chair that one of the men pushed up for him, and told this story.

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  Floating in Space

  Jonathan Clemson

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  Have you ever wondered what it would feel like to float in space? In this imagination meditation, you will be guided from your home planet to the moon and back again. Breathe deep, relax and enjoy this perfect relaxation adventure, guided by John Clemson (author of Majik Kids story, "To the Moon").

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  Use of Force and the Fight...

  Elliott Smith

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  In the spring and summer of 2020, several high-profile cases put a renewed spotlight on law enforcement's use of force in the United States, especially against Black people. Activist groups such as Black Lives Matter demanded accountability for police and justice for victims of police violence. Read about the history of police brutality in the US, the role of technology in police accountability, and community movements calling for changes to police training, equipment, and funding.
  
  Read Woke™ Books are created in partnership with Cicely Lewis, the Read Woke librarian. Inspired by a belief that knowledge is power, Read Woke Books seek to amplify the voices of people of the global majority (people who are of African, Arab, Asian, and Latin American descent and identify as not white), provide information about groups that have been disenfranchised, share perspectives of people who have been underrepresented or oppressed, challenge social norms and disrupt the status quo, and encourage readers to take action in their community.

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  Boomer and Rover

  Kyle Oechslin, Salvador Fernandez

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  The tale of two unlikely friends team up to save each other. When a robot is in desperate need of help for survival, no one is around to help. But then comes along man's best friend, well not only man.

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  The Pioneer

  Irving Cox Jr.

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  The Pioneer by Irving Cox Jr - Greg was sure the kids had no right being in control of a planet; after all what had they learned about life? Still, what had he learned? 
  The old ship wheezed and clattered into the landing slot. Greg was an expert pilot, but skill was no substitute for outdated equipment. He unstrapped the safety webbing and eased himself out of the cabin, cluttered with its worn and scarred electronic gadgetry. With the handcrank he opened the airlock. Rusting metal screamed as the panel slid back into the hull. Greg found himself panting from the sudden muscular effort in the heavier atmosphere of the earth. 
  I'm an old man, he thought bitterly—old at forty; as antiquated as my ship, and as much in need of repair. But no one can do anything for either of us. I gave them the stars, and in twenty years they've forgotten. They've made me a museum piece, these pampered, undersized kids of the new generation. 
  Greg walked down the ramp. He hadn't been home for seven years, but he was still surprised that no flight inspector met him with the officious clipboard of check-out sheets. The landing fields in the colonies were far more efficiently supervised. 
  Greg saw a light in the field control building and walked toward it. The field, sprawling for miles across the California desert, was empty, a mocking moment to the magnificent dream the new generation had rejected. Behind him Greg saw the long rows of landing slots, towering metal shafts raised against the night sky. Only four ships rested in the slots, his and three other rusting cargo carriers. In front of the unlighted terminal building the passenger liners stood untended, decaying hulks that would never lift again. Fifteen years ago—even as recently as ten years ago—the California field had hummed with activity.

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