Neewa the Wonder Dog and the Ghost Hunters!
  
Neewa the Wonder Dog and the Ghost Hunters!
Volume One: The Indian Medicine Woman’s Mystery is Revealed!
Published:
10/26/2013
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978-1-46300-358-6
Adventure and mystery in the uncanny spirit world captivate the young lives of fourteen-year-old Christina and her sister Jackie, eleven. When the family moves 1500 miles from their home in New Jersey to the desert of the American Southwest, they encounter many spirits—some good, some evil. Out West the family seeks out the paranormal, hunting ghosts with the latest, most sophisticated devices. Their searches take them to several eerie places, including a remote forest, a ghost town and a sacred burial ground. They also explore an isolated Native American stream and investigate an Indian Pow Wow. Not long after settling into their new home, Christina adopts Neewa, a half coyote female puppy with a mysterious secret. But when the puppy becomes deathly ill, the girl is determined to find a doctor to save her pet. When a shaman vet miraculously turns up, he supplies a charm, a potion and an incantation for Neewa to save her spirit. Danger lurks around every corner but the sisters surprisingly find protection in most unusual ways through a medicine woman, mythological animals, herbs and other mystical means. Throughout their extraordinary experiences the young sisters face various dimensions of fear and joy.
Chapter 1 – Neewa’s New Family Still can’t believe I moved 1500 miles away from our home and all my friends, this is a big mistake. If it weren’t for Dad I would be home right now. I’d be hanging with my friends and living in my house instead of this old broken down place. I can’t understand why Mom moved to Canada either. It’s not fair that we are all so far apart. I miss her so much. Grandma and Grandpa didn’t want us to leave New Jersey either. Everyone back home wanted us to stay. Dad got this job with the government. That’s why we came out West. Monday through Friday he works calculating all kinds of stuff with very fancy instruments, electromagnetic field (EMF) meters, temperature sensors, static electricity & ionization detectors, motion detectors, listening devices, radio frequency detectors, and even radiation monitors. But on the weekends we take, or rather we borrow, this same equipment and use it. It’s a good thing the government doesn't know what we do with their stuff. We certainly can’t tell Dad’s boss that we hunt ghosts. That’s right! We hunt ghosts, not imaginary ones, but ghosts and spirits that give off real natural energy, paranormal phenomena. Dad says, “As long as I’m testing the equipment, the boss says it’s okay to take the stuff home.” When we go on a ghost hunt, we also bring night vision goggles, a special infrared camera and a digital camera with sound recording capability to capture everything that happens in an investigation. Dad says, “If it gives off energy, it can be hunted.” The equipment is the same kind of high-tech gear used to hunt tornadoes, thunderstorms, and even criminals. I’m not exactly sure what Dad does during the day at work. He doesn’t talk about it much. It’s kind of funny cause when we have all of the equipment with us; Dad worries that someone might think we stole the stuff because of the labels that say, “Property of US Government.” He says we have to keep a low profile. My goal is to be the world’s most famous ghost hunter that ever lived. I’m talking about having my own TV show and everything, that’s what I want. My name is Christina, I’m fourteen years old and I hunt ghosts. Jacqueline, my sister, we call her Jackie, is eleven years old and she hunts ghosts too. *** Jackie and I kind of look alike but we are so different. She has wavy auburn hair while mine is black and curly. Dad says I look really great with my hair up. That’s how I hide all the curls that annoy the heck out of me. I get so mad cause my hair frizzes out all over the place. I spend so much time straightening it, I could scream. And just about everything Dad says to me makes me freak out. If he says something I don’t like, forget it. I fire right back at him. Then he says, “Stop it” or he’ll punish or ground me. When he says that, I blast him, call him a name or tell him to shut up. By the time I think about what I’ve said, it’s too late. If he keeps his cool and says stuff like, “That’s no way to talk to your father,” he makes me feel guilty so I apologize. But if he yells or says I’m mean, then I say more stuff and really get him mad. We won’t make up till the next day. Usually I feel bad all night and that sucks, but that’s what happens. Jackie is more of a trickster type. Oh yeah, she’ll start trouble all right and mostly for me. If she doesn’t get her way, she goes into a major screaming tantrum until the roof is shaking and all Dad and I want to do is run away. But we can’t because she just keeps coming at us until she gets what she wants. Then she blames me, saying I did it! Or, “What did I do?” Claiming her innocence. What I hate most is when she blames me for something, saying stuff like, “It’s your fault I’m late. I was supposed to be there a half hour ago! You’re making me late!” I tell her, “Go jump in the lake,” or something. Our fight goes back and forth and gets pretty ugly, if you know what I mean. It ruins the rest of the night unless someone apologizes, which only happens if the one who gets hurt stays calm and says things to make the other one feel guilty, but how often does that happen? Jackie and I never dress alike although I borrow her stuff and she takes clothes from me when I’m not looking. It makes me so mad. I tell her not to take my clothes but she ignores me. Acts as if I’m imagining it. Then she returns them when I’m not around. She thinks I don’t know what she does. Give me jeans and a hoodie with a tight top and I’m happy. Jackie and her friend Amanda are into designer clothes, chic tops, and name brands. She’s wearing pink today with her favorite sandals. She even paints her fingernails different colors from one day to the next. My nails are always natural, never painted. I’m taller than Jackie by about five inches, but she can put me in a headlock and make me say uncle, but I won’t. Dad is like a foot taller than me. I’m going to be as tall as him someday. I’m going to be a writer. When I’m writing, I can make up stories and be sarcastic without anybody catching on. Jackie wants to be an actor. She likes to take lots of dance and singing classes. I tell her, “You already are an actress.” She gets really mad. My green eyes and long lashes are gorgeous, that’s what everyone says. Whenever someone hears my last name they say, “Is your Dad John?” “Yes,” I always say smiling, then they say, “I know your Dad.” I just grin. One thing though, I hate my nose. It has a bump on the bridge from a couple of falls I took when I was little. One time I was walking up the slide and my feet slipped right out from under me, and BAM! I landed face first right on it. Jackie’s nose is perfect but she still has her braces. I had mine off last month, now I just wear a retainer every night. *** I’m so excited I finally got my puppy, the one I’ve been waiting for forever. Dad has promised me I could adopt a puppy every year for as long as I can remember. Now I finally have one, but she has no name and I have to pick a really great name for her. I’ve been looking on the Internet, and everywhere for the perfect name, but I can’t decide. Jackie thinks she is going to name her but that is out of the question. *** Everyone is sitting in the TV room as I go through a box of stuff not yet unpacked from our move. Boxes are still in closets, bedrooms, and everywhere. At the bottom of this one box is a book I’ve never seen before. “Hey, look at this Native American Language Book.” I thumb through the pages to a section on names. They’re in columns with the English word next to the Indian word. I read through name after name. “Wow! I had no idea there were so many Indian names, page after page of them,” I mumble spellbound reading one after another. Suddenly one name jumps out at me. “Neewa is the word for snowberry, pronounced Knee-wa. Snowberry would be a great name for my new puppy. She’s all white like a snowberry. That’s it! I’m going to call her Neewa.” There is silence in the room. I think everyone likes the name. Grinning, I look around. “So that’s that, I’ve picked her name, it’ll be Neewa.” “Wait a minute, wait a minute, I have some names for her,” Jackie complains. “How come you get to pick her name anyway? What about Snowball, Ghost, or Snowflake?” She stares at me, then Dad. “Jackie you can’t name my puppy. I’ve waited years to get her. You can walk her, feed her, pet her, and love her. But she is my puppy, and I’m going to name her.” I stomp out of the room determined. “What are we having to eat? I’m hungry,” I yell to Dad shutting myself behind the door of my room. Dad is now darting around the kitchen answers, “Grandma’s Florida chicken, mashed potatoes, and string beans. And Christina it’s your turn to set the table.” I act like I didn’t hear him. “Christina, NOW!” Dad adds. “In a minute, stop bugging me, I will,” I shout knowing he’ll do it if I wait long enough.
John Cerutti attended various schools in the area. He attended colleges in three states attaining a Masters Degree. Around this time he served in Americorp, VISTA (Volunteers In Service To America) for 1 year assigned to a Native American Council out west. He has been blessed with two daughters. After working in several government jobs John retired in 2006. He started two businesses, which presently occupy his time along with completing the three volume series of Neewa The Wonder Dog and the Ghost Hunters. He is blessed with 2 daughters. Neewa the Wonder Dog and The Ghost Hunters. Vol. 1 The Mystery of the Indian Medicine Woman is Revealed! I have created many marketing strategies that you too may wish to incorporate into your approach to “getting out your book.”Yes it can be downloaded or read on bookcountry.com, Amazon.COM, smashwords.com, free-ebooks.net, lulu.com, goodreads.com, barnesandnoble.com, Lulu.com, books.google.com, and so many more. But I also created 2 web sites: neewathewonderdog.com and neewathewonderdogandtheghosthunters.com. And in any format you want. Since going on the web in Feb 2012 the book has been downloaded tens of thousands of times that I know of and more that I do not know of. I attended various schools and colleges in three states attaining a Masters Degree. I am blessed with 2 daughters. I look forward to finishing 2 more volumes of the Neewa the Wonder Dog and the Ghost Hunters series.
Alan Brierley • 8 months ago
a good read. Interesting and not far from 'real life'.(I have three daughters!} Look forward to the sequels
Alan Brierley 
 
 


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