An American teenager in Cairo finds herself in the middle of the Egyptian revolution fleeing militant Islamic extremists. She leads her worst enemy and the boy she thinks about much too often on the adventure of a lifetime. When she discovers an ancient artifact that was buried for thousands of years, she learns that very powerful people will stop at nothing, including murder, to learn the secrets of a long-dead civilization.
Excerpt!
I pointed to a slight opening in the crowd and grabbed Aasuma’s hand, but it was too late.
“You two, stop right there!” A police officer’s gruff command in Arabic caused both of us to freeze. The man pushed us towards some of his fellow officers who used plastic handcuffs to cuff our hands together. They pushed us towards a large black van and then shoved us inside. We stumbled and fell on our stomachs.
“My father will kill me!”
Aasuma’s face turned white as she spoke. I thought I needed to be brave for my friend.
“They won’t keep us, especially when they learn I’m a khawa- ga,” I said.
I used the Arabic word for Westerners who settled in Egypt. The truth was that I really wasn’t sure that anything I said would make much difference.
Praise for Egypt Rising
From the first page, and quite possibly the first sentence, I was hooked on this refreshingly different YA read that is suitable and enjoyable for all ages! ~Dii
