Priscilla the Great: The Memory Keeper

By Sybil Nelson

Priscilla Sumner here again with another adventure. As if dead aliens landing on my doorstep wasn’t creepy enough now there is a mystery girl in River’s Bend claiming to be ... well, you’ll never guess who she’s claiming to be. You just have to read to find out.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sybil Nelson
• Release date: Jul 19, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310274343

Sybil Nelson

Sybil Nelson lives in Charleston, South Carolina with her husband and two children. She currently attends the Medical University where she’s earning her PhD in Biostatistics.

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Priscilla the Great

The Alien Chronicles

Episode2: The Memory Keeper

Copyright © 2016 Sybil Nelson

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, businesses, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, actual events or locales is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 1: A Classy Felony

Sitting in a car plotting how to commit a Class A felony with my parents wasn't exactly how I planned on celebrating my 8th grade presidency. Okay, so I wasn't completely sure if felonies were divided into classes, but if they were, breaking into the county morgue would definitely be one of the bigger ones.

I should have been hanging out with Tai, Kyle, and Spencer drinking milkshakes at Willie's Sweet Shop in order to celebrate my awesome victory over Susan Claire for the 8th grade presidency. Our celebration the day before had been cut short ’cause Tai was upset over Josh. Long story. Okay, well, not really. Tai was completely in love with Josh and Josh thought she was too young for him. Story over.

Anyway, instead of celebrating my victory, I was in Pittsburgh with Mom and Dad trying to kidnap a dead alien.

Okay, pause. Rewind. Let me explain. A couple of days ago, a dude showed up on our doorstep, rang my doorbell and died. He happened to have a note in his hand in a strange language. The only recognizable word was my name. Priscilla. Though, technically, it could have been referring to any Priscilla, everyone just assumed it was talking about me. Honestly, probably a safe assumption. I mean, I can shoot fire out of my fingers. That ability kind of has the potential to attract some weirdos.

So my parents ran some tests on the dead dude and they figured out that he was not quite human. So now we had to get the body back before the US government discovered it and then we were thrown into some 'unfavorable spotlight' as my dad put it.

Do we know where we're going? my mom asked as we circled the building for the third time.

Sorry, my X-ray vision is on the fritz, I said, pointing to my eyes.

But you don't ... she began.

Joke, Mom. I'm joking.

Oh, right, she said.

So how are we going to get in? I asked.

A better question would be, once we get in, how do we find the body and then get out? my dad asked.

I had never seen my parents so confused. They were the smart ones. They always knew what to do. To be fair,