An Accidental Mystery at Camp Soaring Eagle

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Shaun and his friends always have loads of excitement, fun and adventure at Camp Soaring Eagle. Sunny summer days of swimming, canoeing and competitions between the cabins are followed by fun-filled nights of capture-the-flag, glow-in-the-dark volleyball and massive bonfires. But this year is...
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Shaun and his friends always have loads of excitement, fun and adventure at Camp Soaring Eagle. Sunny summer days of swimming, canoeing and competitions between the cabins are followed by fun-filled nights of capture-the-flag, glow-in-the-dark volleyball and massive bonfires. But this year is different. This year something is wrong. Maybe dead wrong. Can Shaun discover who's behind a series of accidents that threaten to close his camp before it's too late? Join five friends as they discover that living for God is always an adventure...and sometimes a mystery!

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“Dad, look out!” 13-year-old Shaun McWarren shouted. He clenched the back of his father’s seat with one hand and pointed to the windshield as a 60-foot Norway spruce plunged toward them.

 

“It’s gonna crush us!” Shaun’s mom screamed.

Mr. McWarren white-knuckled the wheel and slammed on the brakes. The seat belt dug into Shaun’s chest, violently forcing the air from his lungs. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw his friend Mack Daniello’s tablet boomerang off the seat in front of him and bounce into the back of the van. A soda cup sailed through the air and exploded against the dashboard, orbiting ice everywhere.

“Assume crash positions,” Mack yelled.

The van lurched to the right, slamming Shaun into the side door. He tasted blood in his mouth. We’re heading for the ditch—we’re gonna roll. He hunkered down and covered his head with his arms in anticipation.

“C’mon, c’mon, stop already.” Frustration, edged with fear, tinged his father’s voice.

Suddenly, the van made a final swerve before screeching to an abrupt halt in a shallow section of the ditch on the side of the road. Shaun waited a minute to make sure it was really over before he glanced up. The Norway spruce crashed with a thunderous roar ten feet in front of them. Its branches whipped the air and thrashed around like an enraged octopus.

“Is everyone okay?” Mr. McWarren turned to his passengers as he pushed his glasses back up on his nose.

Shaun’s mother checked herself in the visor mirror. “I’m…okay…I…I thought that tree was going to kill us.”

Mr. McWarren reached over and squeezed his wife’s shoulder. He turned to the boys in the back seats. “You guys all right?”

“Yeah… I guess.” Shaun studied his reflection in the window. He brushed his chocolate brown hair off his laser blue eyes. He didn’t see any cuts or scratches. “How ’bout you, Mack?”

Mack slowly raised his head from under his arms and looked around. He shot Shaun a shaky smile. “Well…I’m alive. That’s a good start, right?”

Shaun undid his seat belt and yanked open the sliding door. The awful smell of burning brakes mixed with the sweet scent of pine flooded the van. He jumped out and clutched the door handle to keep from slipping into the ditch.

“Mack, get out here. You gotta see this!”

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