THIS POISON HEART meets PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN with Black girls in STEM, ghosts, and a splash of Caribbean history.
Avery’s summer in the Bahamas is not going as planned.
Escape her overbearing cousin? Fail.
Ghost-free adventures? Fail.
First-hand historical accounts to boost her research project? Unexpected win. Thank you, ghosts.
But when Avery stumbles on a cursed dagger, things take a dangerous turn—and if she doesn’t figure out how to dispose of it, more than just her summer plans are at risk.
The final echoing ding rang out, a cacophony of unlatching seat belts filling the cabin. Avery grabbed her teal backpack from under the seat in front of her, limbs aching to stretch again. Occupying the window seat she so desperately wished was hers, her cousin Jocelyn stirred from her nap, the impression of her snoozing face fogged onto the window.
What was the point of having a window seat if you were going to sleep through the whole flight?
The majority of the journey—her first international flight—was blocked by Jocelyn’s sleep-slackened features and the condensation clinging to the ends of her micro braids. In their descent, Avery had been tempted to jostle Jocelyn, to force her awake. Sighing into her seat, she resigned herself to what patches of clear, blue-green water were visible as they had glided closer to the Caribbean island.
Avery touched the ends of her own straightened hair, wondering how long it would be before the humidity took its toll. She leaned forward to peer out the window one final time, but with the interior cabin lights aglow and the airport terminal plunging the plane into shadow, all she could see was her brown skin reflected back at her, ghostly in the strange half-light of the cabin.