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    The Disappearing Otters
    The Disappearing Otters
    The Disappearing Otters
    Ebook77 pages59 minutes

    The Disappearing Otters

    By Emma Bernay, Emma Carlson Berne and Erwin Madrid

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    Elsa Roth's life at a seaside marine biology facility is about to change. There are new arrivals at Seaside Sanctuary: a group of river otters. But the adorable animals aren't the only newcomers; a new group of volunteers is also starting at the sanctuary. When a new boy named Anson shows up in the group, Elsa is less than thrilled. He's nothing but rude and doesn't seem at all interested in animals. But soon Elsa has bigger problems on her hands. One by one, the otters start disappearing. Can Elsa get to the bottom of things before more animals go missing?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCapstone Young Readers
    Release dateFeb 1, 2019
    ISBN9781496581792
    The Disappearing Otters
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    Emma Bernay

    Emma Carlson Berne has written more than a dozen books for children and young adults, including teen romance novels, biographies, and history books. She lives in Cincinnati, Ohio with her husband, Aaron, her son, Henry, and her dog, Holly. Emma Carlson Berne has written numerous historical and biographical books for children and young adults, as well as young adult fiction. She lives in Cincinnati with her husband and two sons.

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      The Disappearing Otters - Emma Bernay

      bored.

      Chapter 1

      Elsa, don’t forget the emergency release forms, Mom said. She bustled around the cluttered office of Seaside Sanctuary, gathering up stray clipboards.

      Already got them. I waved the stack of forms I just pulled out of the printer.

      Getting ready for a new group of volunteers always required lots of paperwork. Today we had five starting. My best friend, Olivia, and I had agreed to help with the orientation. Mom needed the assistance. My dad was at a conference, and Abby, Seaside Sanctuary’s vet and Olivia’s older sister, was off-site taking a pelican to a specialist.

      At least we didn’t have to get up too early—my house was just a few yards away from the Seaside Sanctuary office, and Olivia and Abby lived in the apartment right above it.

      It’s nine, girls! Mom called, disappearing out the office door. Olivia grabbed the clipboards, and together we trotted down the path to the main entrance.

      The volunteers were already gathered near the turtle habitat, waiting for us. I counted five in total: a middle-aged couple, an older-looking lady, a boy in a black sweatshirt with the hood up, and a lady in bright purple leggings.

      Hi, everyone! Mom greeted them. We’re so happy to have you here at Seaside Sanctuary. We couldn’t survive without our volunteers. You’re all very important to our work. Why doesn’t everyone introduce themselves and then we’ll give you a tour?

      The middle-aged couple went first and introduced themselves as Jeffrey and Rebecca. The older lady was Paula.

      I’m Megan, the purple-leggings lady announced in a loud voice. She flashed a huge smile at the group and a dimple appeared in her cheek. She ran a hand through her long, curly hair. "I’m so excited to be here. I love animals! I can’t wait to see all the adorable babies!"

      Mom smiled politely. We don’t actually have any babies right now. But we are certainly glad to have you here, Megan. With that, she turned to the boy in the black hoodie, who hadn’t said anything. And what about you? Can you tell us your name?

      The boy mumbled something. He kept his face down so that only his eyes and forehead were visible.

      Mom leaned closer. I’m sorry, what did you say? It might be easier to hear you if you put your hood down.

      The boy angrily shoved his hood off his head. "I said my name is Anson!"

      I stifled a gasp. Part of the boy’s face was badly scarred. A patch of shiny burn tissue covered one cheek and part of his mouth, extending up to his scalp. His greasy brown hair was long and stringy, hanging down over his forehead.

      Mom looked taken aback too. Oh, I’m sorry. She dropped the papers off her clipboard, and I quickly crouched to help her pick them up. Anson pulled his hood back up so it hid his face.

      OK, it’s time for our tour! Mom announced. She seemed to have regained her composure. Elsa and Olivia know the sanctuary inside out, and they’re much more fun to listen to, so I’ll let them lead us.

      Oh, lovely! Megan piped up from the front. Do you happen to have any arowana fish? I understand they’re very interesting.

      Mom frowned slightly. "No, we don’t have any arowana fish. We don’t keep exotic fish here. Arowana are mainly kept as pets. We only rehabilitate and house marine mammals native to this part of South Carolina."

      OK, let’s go! I said. I led the group around the turtle habitat and past the freshwater birds—three ducks were in there now. Then I took them past the ocean birds, where one lone pelican was standing on a rock beside his pool.

      This guy was found on the beach with a damaged wing, Olivia explained. But we think he’ll heal enough to be released.

      We headed to the wild pen with the dolphins next. This is one of the few wild pens in the country, I told the group. "We had to get a special federal permit to build it. Seaside Sanctuary is a perfect fit for a coastal pen because we have a natural cove; the other side has netting to keep the dolphins in. This

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