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This book would be a great addition to a classroom library, especially considering its emphases on timeless and critical topics like discrimination and prejudice. __xaminer.com, National Book Examiner

(Running out of Night) ...is a story that respects this pivotal era of American history, a story that reveals the pain, the courage, and the hope that eventually changed the world.__iddle Shelf : Cool Reads for Kids magazine

Rarely do page-turners written for middle-school kids also ignite excitement in adults. (A notable exception is the series of Harry Potter books.) Fewer still explore the secret sorrows of children's lives in the mid-1800s, whether enslaved or free. Running Out of Night, a debut novel from Californian Sharon Lovejoy, a veteran author-illustrator known nationally for her prizewinning nonfiction books on gardening and nature, gives you both.__pEd News

An Underground Railroad story with a distinctive flavor. __ooklist

A_gripping_historical novel . . ._heart-stopping, heart-racing and eventually heart-easing.__ibrary Voice

(The golden goose has died, my prince turned into a frog, the Kingdom is lost, everyone has turned into stone and I am locked in the tower)

Very different from other middle grade of YA stories I've read about slaves running during the 1800s. _ Wandering Librarian

Lush, detailed, total-immersion storytelling.__irkus Review

Readers will be swept up by the drama and fast pace of this powerful debut novel._ Reading Today Online, International Reading Association

The rural, mid-19th-century dialect, coupled with the author's interest in ethnobotany, roots the story deeply in the houses, forests, gardens, and even streambeds of antebellum Virginia. __chool Library Journal

Jason smiled. The sound of wings was louder now, the fluttering of angels come to carry him home.

Slaughter personified to him every evil of this war. It would never end for Tom until he had dealt with Slaughter. His chance had been delayed last night. The next time he encountered the Colonel, he__ kill him.

Guess that's thirty-one pieces of silver you've got now, huh? Sleep well, Judas.

Rebel Number Four" is waiting patiently by the door. I named him "Rebel Number Four," for he is the fourth of his kind I have given the name "Rebel." To many he may be just a hound dog, but to me he is a champion and a friend to the end.

The curtains were not yet drawn and with the moonlight spreading across the room, I could see clearly. I undressed and slipped a soft cotton gown over my naked body. I pulled the blanket off the foot of my bed, covered my shoulders and wa...lked out on the balcony. The cool night air blowing through my hair served as a reminder that only a hint of summer remained in this year of 1860.

I stop to brace myself against the walls, which are painted with the fingerprints of family.

Today__ breakfast consist of rice and a piece of bread fried in a bit of salt pork grease. At least I have my memories of grand banquets and fine foods, but this is all the children have ever known. I suppose it is best not to have anything to compare.

Like the magnolia tree, She bends with the wind,Trials and tribulation may weather her, Yet, after the storm her beauty blooms, See her standing there, like steel, With her roots forever buried,Deep in her Southern soil.