The Secret of the Hidden Scrolls: Race to the Ark, Book 2

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In their second time-traveling adventure, siblings Peter and Mary get sent back to the time of Noah just days before the flood comes.

The Secret of the Hidden Scrolls series follows siblings Peter and Mary and their dog, Hank, as they discover ancient scrolls that transport them back to key moments in biblical history.

In Race to the Ark, Peter, Mary, and their faithful dog Hank travel back to the time of Noah. With only seven days to solve the riddle of the scroll and escape the impending flood, Peter, Mary, and Hank must race to help Noah and his family finish the ark. Along their journey, Peter and Mary evade a group of young ruffians and ultimately come face to face with the Dark Ruler, an evil man who reminds them of a snake they met in the Garden of Eden. Enthralling action and compelling illustrations will have children glued to the pages of this rambunctious Bible-based story.

THE RAIN

“Will it ever stop raining?” said Peter. He stared out of the window of Great-Uncle Solomon’s house. It had been raining for two days. Peter wanted to go outside and explore the woods.

“Ruff!” barked Hank. He dropped a ball at Peter’s feet.

“It’s too wet to go outside,” said Peter.

Hank picked up the ball and dropped it at Mary’s feet. She didn’t look up from the book she was reading.

“Woof!”

Hank barked so loudly, Mary almost jumped out of the comfy leather chair. Hank dropped the slobbery ball into her lap.

“Yuck!” She picked it up and threw it. It hit Peter in the back of the head.

“Ouch!” Peter rubbed his head. “Why did you do that?”

“Don’t bother me,” she said. “I’m reading.”

Peter couldn’t understand why Mary read so much. She read about history, science, animals, and space. It was almost like she enjoyed it.

“What are you reading?” asked Peter.

Mary held up the book. “The History of Dogs: A Tale of Survival from the Bark Ages to Today.”

“Sounds boring,” said Peter. He threw the ball down the hallway. Hank brought it back.

“It’s not.” Mary showed them a picture of a wolf. “Did you know that Hank’s great-great-great-great-great-grandfather was a wolf?”

Hank growled at the picture.

“Easy, Hank.” Peter grabbed his collar so he wouldn’t attack the book. “It’s just a picture.” Peter looked at the picture and then at Hank. “How could that mean-looking wolf be Hank’s great-great-great-great-great-grandfather?”

“All dogs come from wolves,” Mary said. She showed Peter a picture full of dogs. “In fact, there are more than 340 breeds of dogs that come from one wolf.”

“Wolf,” barked Hank. He walked a little bigger and tougher around the living room. He even ran over and growled at the tall, shiny suit of armor guarding the hallway to the library.

The suit of armor didn’t move.

“It’s okay,” said Peter. “It’s not alive.” He slowly reached his hand toward the armor but pulled back. “At least, I don’t think it’s alive.”

Peter took a closer look. There was a long

sword in its right hand and a shield in its left. Peter backed away a bit.

“Hey, Mary!” shouted Peter. “Come look.”

Mary grunted as she walked across the room. “What’s so important?”

Peter pointed. “Do you remember seeing this lion on the shield?”

Mary bent forward. “I don’t think so. Maybe it’s a clue.”

“A clue for what?” Peter asked.

“Maybe it’s time to go to the library and open another scroll,” said Mary. “It’s been three days since we opened the first one.”

Peter ran down the hall and slid to a stop in front of the library. The doors were tall and old and looked like they came from a castle.

He reached toward a handle. It was shaped like a lion’s head.

“Open it!” Mary said.

Peter squeezed tight. “It won’t turn.”

Mary sighed. “I guess we’ll have to wait for the lion’s roar. Remember, the Legend of the Hidden Scrolls said, ‘Amazing adventures are in store for those who follow the lion’s roar.’”

“Too bad. Today would be a good day for an adventure,” Peter said.

He looked down at Hank. “So what do you want to do now?”

Hank ran back down the hallway and brought the ball back.

Peter threw it again. It bounced off walls and rolled into a room. Hank chased it.

“Hank, come back!” shouted Peter.

Hank ran out of the room with a huge bone in his mouth.

“Drop it!” said Peter. “You don’t know where that bone has been.”

Hank wouldn’t drop it.

“It could be from an old mummy,” said Peter.

Hank dropped the bone and growled at it.

“Come on. Let’s put it back before we get in trouble.” Peter picked up the bone and began to walk down the hallway. He wondered when the lion would roar again so they could go in and open another scroll.

“Woof!”

He walked toward the doorway of the room. When he looked in, his mouth dropped open.

“Mary!” he shouted. “You’ve got to see this!”

AN OLD LEATHER BOOK

“Look what I found!” shouted Peter.

Mary sighed as she walked down the hallway.

“Hurry!”

“Okay, I’m here.” Mary folded her arms. “Now, what is so important?”

Peter pointed into the room. Mary’s eyes got as big as saucers.

“Look at all these shovels.” Peter picked up a small shovel from a pile on the shelf. “We could have used this to build a sandcastle on our last adventure.”

“This must be where Great-Uncle Solomon keeps his archaeology tools,” said Mary.

Peter picked up some binoculars. “Check these out.”

Peter looked across the room through the binoculars. When he turned back to Mary, she was unrolling a large map she had found on the table.

Peter grabbed a flashlight from a shelf. “What’s that?”

“It’s a map of Israel,” said Mary.

“How do you know?” asked Peter.

Mary pointed to the top of the map. “It’s written right there in big letters: Israel.”

“I know,” said Peter. “I just wanted to make sure you did.”

Mary shook her head. “Sure you did.”

Peter shined the flashlight on the map. “What is the big red X right in the middle?”

Mary picked up a magnifying glass from the table. “It looks like the X is on top of some hills in a desert beside the Dead Sea.”

“Wait,” said Peter. “Isn’t that where Great-Uncle Solomon discovered the Hidden Scrolls?”

“You’re right!” Mary looked up.

“I’m right sometimes,” Peter said, grinning.

“I wonder if there’s anything else here to help us find out more about the scrolls,” said Mary.

“Woof! Woof!”

Hank was standing over a brown leather bag. Peter picked it up and plopped it on the table.

Mary gave Peter a big-sister look. “Be careful. We don’t know what’s in there.”

Peter unzipped the bag and looked inside. “There’s nothing here but an old leather book.” He tossed it on the table.

Mary opened the book. “This isn’t just a book. It’s a handwritten journal.”

“What’s it about?” said Peter.

Mary looked down and read.

July 8^th

It is very hot in this desert. Even my camel is getting thirsty. I have been searching for the Hidden Scrolls for 152 days, and I am losing hope of ever finding them.

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On Sale: Aug 8, 2017
Page Count: 112 pages
Publisher: WorthyKids
ISBN-13: 9780824956851

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M. J. Thomas

About the Author

Mike Thomas grew up in Florida playing sports and riding his bike to the library and an arcade named the Cosmic Cowboy. He graduated from Liberty University, earning a bachelor's degree in Bible Studies. When his son Peter was nine years old, Mike went searching for books that would teach Peter about the Bible in a fun, imaginative way. Finding none, he decided to write his own series. Mike Thomas lives in Murfreesboro, Tennessee, with his wife, Lori; sons Payton and Peter; and their dog, Hank.

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