Charlet, a Science Fiction Novel

Thought I'd get back to writing on my blog. I've been busy writing on the third episode of The Adventures of Curtis, Connie, and Cosmic Cat. I have to cut it in half and make two books out of it. I didn't want to break it into two but the story line commands it. I'm also doing the final rewrite on a full length science fiction novel about a young woman with significant paranormal powers that out of desperation drags humanity into space. She has to find a place that she can live and fights Earth for the moon. A short excerpt from the first few chapters:

Chandra didn’t take very much with her when she left. She had to call on all of her resolve. She was only a nine-year-old girl and weighed about fifty pounds. She took a small backpack, a change of clothes, a little bit of money she had squirreled away, some snacks and her gold locket and left. Her most prized possession was the small locket. She turned right at the end of the walkway and went seven blocks until she got to the city bus stop where she waited patiently for the bus. She got on the bus and told the driver to ignore her. She moved into a seat directly behind him and waited for a few minutes until the rest of the passengers left the bus. Looking at the back of the bus driver’s head she said, “Mister, listen to me and understand what I say, you won’t remember me when I get off but for the next few minutes you and I will talk. I gave you a twenty dollar bill when I got on, I need my change and directions to the bus station where I can get a bus out of town.” She didn’t like doing this but she needed to have some more money with her and felt this would be a good time to get some.
“Yes, miss, here’s your change,” the bus driver said as he pulled some money out of his wallet and some out of a change receptacle and handed it over to her. “This bus doesn’t go to the bus station you need. You will need to get off at the next bus stop and catch bus number 201 to get to the main bus station. Be careful it’s getting late in the afternoon and it’s not safe for a little girl like you to be out alone.”
“Thanks, I’ll be careful, but don’t worry about me. Now, when I step off the bus you will forget you ever saw me. I don’t exist.”
From this point on Chandra Letty Parker disappeared for a long number of years, as far as John Fario and the rest of the world were concerned. She just walked out of the foster home and vanished. He spent a number of days and fruitless telephone calls trying to find her but to no avail. She couldn’t be found. He fretted over this for many weeks, when the weeks dragged into months and nobody asked about her he quit being concerned and moved on with his life. At least he tried to.