The Case of the Missing Lightning Bat: An Evan Sinclair Mystery
Evan Sinclair sat hunched alone in his usual spot at a little round table in the library with his nose in a book and his salami and cheese sandwich hidden in his lap under the table. His earbuds blasted Rascal Flatt’s “These Days,” playing on his favorite country music channel. Music was the only thing that helped him get through the day. Every few minutes, he glanced up to be sure Miss Harlin, the school librarian, wasn’t looking and sneaked a bite of the sandwich. His dad must have made his lunch that morning because salami and cheese was his dad’s favorite. It wouldn’t be Evan’s choice, but his dad was always quick to tell him that he either ate what he made him or he could do without.
Technically, students weren’t allowed to eat in the library. Miss Harlin was notorious for banishing students for such an offense. Most of the students called her Miss “Harwitch.” Luckily, she liked Evan.
At the table adjacent to his, Angelica Tyler hunched behind an oversized illustrated book on astronomy to hide her own lunch. She didn’t have to worry. Miss Harlin liked her too, but it was hard to break the rules right out in the open. In fact, Angelica had introduced him to his new favorite lunch spot. Angelica was heavyset with bright red curly hair that perfectly framed her freckled face and, like Evan, stuck out like a sore thumb in the school cafeteria and preferred the solitude of the library.
Evan was used to being alone. He often found it difficult to relate to his classmates, especially after the horror called middle school began. He still hadn’t gotten over the devastating incident that occurred just before he began the 7th grade. Every day felt like an out of body experience with him being a witness helplessly watching the nightmare play out. Evan often fantasized that he was an alien and his parents had just found him and decided to raise him as their own. He was just waiting for his alien superpowers to manifest. Big Momma, his grandmother, often said he had difficulty socializing because he was an old soul. He wasn’t exactly sure what that meant, but he had come to believe it was not a compliment.
The game is afoot… Read more about Evan’s adventures in upcoming blogs and in the complete novel coming out soon.