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Storm Catchers

Storm Catchers

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by Tim Bowler, Cliff Nielsen (Other)

"Tell a soul and she's dead. We'll be in touch."

The kidnap shocks the whole family. Ella has been snatched away from the house in the middle of a storm. Her brother Fin will never forgive himself for leaving her on her own. And now Sam, their little brother, has gone wandering on the cliff to "catch the storm" as it blows out to sea.
As the kidnapper's


"Tell a soul and she's dead. We'll be in touch."

The kidnap shocks the whole family. Ella has been snatched away from the house in the middle of a storm. Her brother Fin will never forgive himself for leaving her on her own. And now Sam, their little brother, has gone wandering on the cliff to "catch the storm" as it blows out to sea.
As the kidnapper's plans unfold, all the members of the family are forced to confront their deepest, darkest secrets. Fin comes to realize that Ella is not the only victim and that the real villain may be closer to home than anyone thought.
A new storm is breaking on the horizon. And it's going to change everything....

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
In the riveting opening scene of this novel set in a small seaside town, Ella Parnell is kidnapped, and a vicious ransom note is left for her family. Guilt weighs heavily on older brother Fin, who left Ella and their younger brother, Sam, alone in the house that night while he went to see a friend's new computer. Bowler's (River Boy) atmospheric tale unfolds slowly at first, but the narrative soon picks up the pace as the full impact of Ella's disappearance falls on the family. While Fin battles his remorse, Sam's conversations with his imaginary friend begin to take on a sinister bent. And it quickly becomes clear that the father knows more than he is letting on. Bowler's prose is alternately mystical and workmanlike; the story feels like a metaphysical allegory one moment, a straightforward thriller the next. Ultimately the two threads join: the plot enhanced by the otherworldly elements (the voice of a dead girl speaks to young Sam, a "magic pendulum" seems to point to Ella's location on a map) converges with supernatural elements made more real by the emotionally charged tale. Bowler lays bare the portrait of a family in crisis (even if the denouement seems rushed and somewhat sensationalistic). The imagery of abandoned lighthouses, darkened beaches and desperate midnight excursions make for a believable, frightening backdrop to an immersive read. Ages 12-up. (May) Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
When teenaged Fin's younger sister Ella is kidnapped from their house on a wild English coast during a storm, the whole family is shocked and horrified. Fin blames himself for not being at home as he was supposed to be, and he worries even more when his little brother starts wandering off to the dangerous cliff edge to "catch the storm," lured by the ghost of a girl. Family secrets come to light as Fin hunts for Ella and her kidnapper, and everything changes for them when they learn about the act of betrayal and infidelity that has prompted the kidnapper to act. Lots of suspense will keep readers turning the pages in this well-written thriller by the Carnegie Medal-winning author of River Boy. The cover illustration, of a boy staring up at a lighthouse about to fall off the edge of a crumbling cliff, which plays a role in the story, captures the book's dark, exciting tone well. KLIATT Codes: J�Recommended for junior high school students. 2001, Simon & Schuster, 200p.,
— Paula Rohrlick
From the author of Carnegie Medal winner River Boy (Simon & Schuster, 2000/VOYA August 2000) comes this taut and powerful thriller that ends with a stunningly unpredictable climax. One stormy night, a mysterious assailant kidnaps young Ella from her home. Ella's family members try to follow the kidnapper's directives precisely to recover their beloved daughter safely, but the kidnapper seems to have a personal vendetta against the family and rejects all attempts to pay him for the release of his victim. Desperate to save Ella, Fin decides to try to track down his sister's whereabouts and is close to finding her, thanks to their younger brother, Sam, who seems to have a psychic connection to the kidnapper. The closer they get to finding Ella, the closer they come to finding out the real reason Ella has been kidnapped. This revelation, however, will shatter the family's peace of mind and force Ella's father to face up to a lie that has almost destroyed two families. Bowler has a talent for cleverly building suspense in a subtle way that engages the reader immediately. Younger teens who have outgrown more formulaic mysteries will appreciate the well-crafted, truly suspenseful plot and the fully realized characters. This novel is a wonderful story to booktalk, and although it might require some promoting to attract readers, it will be well worth the effort. VOYA CODES: 5Q 4P M J (Hard to imagine it being any better written; Broad general YA appeal; Middle School, defined as grades 6 to 8; Junior High, defined as grades 7 to 9). 2003 (orig. 2001), Simon & Schuster, 208p,
— Jan Chapman
Children's Literature
Facing ominous storms and family secrets, the Parnells turn to mysticism and one another for guidance during an agonizing search for their missing daughter and sister, Ella. Left alone one evening with her three-year-old brother Sam as her older brother Fin visits with his friend Billy, Ella Parnell attempts to ride out a foreboding storm rolling in off the sea. The thirteen-year-old girl often finds herself disturbed by the size and age of her home, but on this stormy night, she actually faces an intruder who kidnaps her, leaving Sam behind. Fin later returns to find a completely abandoned house, and Mr. and Mrs. Parnell drive up to greet their hysterical and guilt-ridden son, crying, "It's all my fault...." Fin soon finds Sam running along the coast as if following an invisible leader, and the family eventually realizes that a stranger has kidnapped Ella for ransom. As the family deals with their pain and anguish, a desperate Fin begins to explore the ancient, mystical art of dowsing (using a device and human sensitivity to find objects outside the reach of the five senses) at Billy's casual suggestion, and Sam increasingly converses with a ghostly young girl who repeatedly entices him from his home toward the coast to "catch the storm." Navigating through an unfamiliar, supernatural world, Fin constructs a pendulum made from a strand of Ella's hair and one of her rings. As he places it over a map of the local coastline and seeks yes or no answers to Ella's whereabouts, the divining device fails to respond as Billy's book suggests it should if used with the proper mindset. Accepting his inability to use the pendulum and discovering his little brother's connection with celestial powers,Fin finally asks Sam to dowse for Ella's location. Eventually, Mrs. Parnell also begins to put her faith in the pendulum, but her husband continues to resist, ardently dismissing it as a "gimmick." With the pendulum's supernatural, divining power under Sam's control, the Parnells find Ella and discover much more about themselves. Struggling with the storms and each other, the family must rediscover "trust" after one of them finally reveals long-kept secrets. By reading this novel that attempts to explore powers beyond human control through its strong connection with nature and mysticism, young adults can begin to stretch beyond their comfort zones, suspend their disbelief, and imagine the unfamiliar. Beyond its ethereal imagery and allusions, the book does explore basic family dynamics, specifically focusing on the roles of trust and respect many take for granted. 2003, Margaret K. McElderry Books/Simon & Schuster, Ages 12 up.
—Todd Howard
School Library Journal
Gr 7-10-A suspenseful psychological page-turner with a supernatural element. Set in a small coastal village in Cornwall, it opens with a girl being snatched from her home in the middle of a storm. Fin, her older brother, blames himself for leaving Ella and their little brother, Sam, alone while their parents were at the pub. The kidnapper, a boy about Fin's age, hides Ella in a cave beneath an abandoned lighthouse and demands ransom money. When Sam sees and hears a spectral girl who encourages him to catch the next storm from the cliff's edge, he repeatedly follows the voice along the dangerous coastal path. His sensitivity helps Fin use a form of dowsing with a pendulum to find Ella in the nick of time. But, just as the lighthouse collapses, so does the family, as Ella learns the dark secrets of her father's past, including an affair, the accidental death of a child, and blackmail. Can the family weather this next storm? Bowler's plot is tightly scripted, with good pacing and steadily building tension. The complex themes of guilt and betrayal enhance the suspense. The author's stylistic use of symbolism, such as the collapsing lighthouse and three offshore islands, the Three Furies, also enriches the story. A lot happens very quickly in the resolution. There is some strong language, appropriate to the intensity of the situation. This dark thriller will appeal to fans of Robert Cormier.-Connie Tyrrell Burns, Mahoney Middle School, South Portland, ME Copyright 2003 Reed Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
From the chilling opening, when Emma, 13, is kidnapped, to the stormy conclusion, this ominous story will keep readers guessing. Her kidnapping stuns and bewilders Emma�s family; her 15-year-old brother Fin is guilt-ridden because he wasn�t at home and her three-year-old brother Sammy compulsively talks to invisible beings. Effectively told from the viewpoints of Emma, Fin, and Sammy, the motive of the teen kidnapper is slowly entwined with a dark family secret. Desperate to find Emma, Fin uses a dowsing book to create a pendulum with Emma�s gold ring and a strand of her gold hair that he holds over maps to locate her. Oddly, the pendulum only responds to Sammy�s touch, pointing to the deserted lighthouse on the verge of collapsing into the sea. Tension builds dramatically as the theme of climatic storms parallels the storms brewing within the family. Spanning just four days, the drama is packed with suspense elements: a spooky lighthouse, a child with ESP, ghosts, infidelity, blackmail, cracks in the family cement--Bowler has skillfully crafted them into a compelling story. (Fiction. 12-16)

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Chapter One

The sound came again, cutting through the night: a sharp, metallic tap that carried even up to the first floor of the house where Sam lay sleeping. Ella stood over him and listened for it again but all she heard was rain spattering against the window. There was a storm coming — a fine start to the summer holidays — but that wasn't the problem.

The problem was being alone in the house at ten o'clock at night looking after Sam. She wished now that Fin hadn't slipped out to see Billy but it was her own fault: She'd insisted he go, telling him Mom and Dad would never know as long as he was back before they returned from the pub.

But that could be ages. Billy's parents had gone with them, which meant Mom and Mrs. Meade would be yakking nonstop and Mr. Meade would be trying to talk Dad into buying a new car from his showroom or joining the Save-the-Lighthouse project. They wouldn't leave the pub before eleven and Fin would take his time, especially as she'd promised him she was all right.

But she wasn't all right. She was terrified.

The sound came again, downstairs. She crept to the door. At least she hadn't undressed for bed. She'd been thinking of it but she was still in the jeans, T-shirt, and sneakers she'd slopped around in all day, and now she was glad of it. It made her feel less vulnerable — though only a little.

She glanced at Sam. He looked so peaceful as he slept. She didn't remember sleeping like that when she was three and now, at thirteen, she hardly slept at all. She was scared of the dark, scared of the noises she heard in this ancient house, and now, after Mr. Fenner's lecture in assembly about the need to be vigilant with strangers, she was even scared someone was stalking her around the village, though she knew that must be ridiculous.

Tap! The sound came again. She knew she ought to go down and investigate. Fin would. He might be small for fifteen but he'd go straight down and look the thing in the face. She made herself walk to the head of the stairs. Below her the hall stretched away in eerie stillness. The lights were on but the house felt oppressive.

There's nothing wrong, she told herself, and started to walk down the stairs. It's just a storm coming. But it was no use. Polvellan was a house that had always frightened her even though she'd lived here all her life. It wasn't just that it was such an old building. There was something else, something she didn't understand; she felt uneasy here even when the others were around.

Tap! The sound snapped in the night again. She opened her mouth to call out and ask if anyone was there, then closed it again. If somebody was in the house, the last thing she should do was give herself away. She thought of Sam and wondered whether to go back and guard him.

No, check the downstairs rooms first. Make yourself do it. Then go back to Sam.

She tiptoed down to the foot of the stairs and looked about her. On the wall nearby was the photograph of Dad at the opening of his Newquay superstore. Next to it were the sketches he had made of the Pengrig lighthouse ten years ago before the cliff falls made it an endangered building. She ran her eye nervously over them, then scanned the hall as far as the front door.

Tap! She gave a start and looked to the left. The noise had come from the sitting room. There was no doubt about it. She stared at the door; it was ajar and the lights inside the room were switched off. She reached for the telephone. Call Billy. Get him to send Fin home.

But she drew her hand back. She had to master this. She had to check the noise out for herself. It was bound to be something simple. She walked to the sitting room door and gave it a push. It brushed over the carpet a few inches and stopped. She stared through the gap, then took a deep breath, pushed the door a little farther, and craned her head around.

The old room looked dusky but reassuringly familiar. Behind the drawn curtains she could hear the rain lashing against the window; but at least there was no one here. She pushed the door fully open and switched on the light. The features of the room sprang into focus: the piano, the fireplace, the armchairs, the sofa, the music stand with her flute beside it. She walked into the room.

Tap! She jumped. It was the window. Someone must be out there, hidden by the curtains. She hurried to the phone, picked it up and started to dial 911, then put it down. This was stupid. The tap wasn't regular. It might not be a person at all; it might be something trivial. What would Dad say if she called the police out for nothing? She strode to the window, pulled back the curtain, and burst out laughing.

It was nothing after all. A chain from one of the hanging flower baskets had broken loose and gusts were throwing it up at the window so that every so often the metal ring at the end struck the glass. Tap! There it was again. She chuckled and reached out to close the curtain, then froze in horror.

Reflected in the glass was a figure standing behind her in the doorway.

She whirled around. It was a man, a huge man built like a bear. He wore a black oilskin top and black waterproof trousers, all gleaming wet, and blue sailing shoes. The hood was up and fastened tight around the face, which was half obscured by a scarf over the mouth and nose. She took a step back.

"Don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me."

The eyes stared darkly at her.

"What do you want?" she said.

"You," came the answer.

The voice sounded young but she had no time to think. He took a step toward her. She turned and dashed toward the bookcase. There was only one thing she could do but she had to do it now. He leapt after her but she reached the bookcase first, released the catch to the hidden door and slipped through. As she pulled the door after her, she saw his hands clutching for the gap.

She slammed the door shut and leaned against the wall, breathing hard. She couldn't stay here. He'd find the catch any moment and, besides, she had to reach Sam and get him out of the house. She hurried down the passage, feeling her way along the wall. It was too dark to see clearly but she knew her way from the old days when Fin used to dare her to go in. He loved having a house with a secret passageway; she hated it but it might help now.

She was halfway through already. It only went as far as the kitchen and she would have to brave the house again soon but it might buy time. She looked for the taper of light along the floor that marked the secret door in the kitchen wall.

There it was, just ahead. She felt around the paneling and found the catch. Behind her came a crash, a sound of stumbling. He'd found his way into the passage. She let herself into the kitchen and closed the door behind her. With any luck he wouldn't find his way out this end and have to go back to the sitting room. That might give her a few more seconds.

She ran through the hall as lightly as she could and up to Sam's room. He was still sleeping. She put a hand over his mouth and shook him. He stirred and looked up at her.

"Sam," she whispered. "Get up, quick!"


"Sam, quick! We've got to get out of the house. And you're not to speak. Not a word. Okay? Come on."

She pulled at his arm but he resisted, still engrossed in sleep.

"Sam, please."

Somehow she pulled him out of bed.

"Teddy," he said, looking around.

"I've got him." She grabbed Teddy from the bed. "Come on. And not a word. Not a single word."

She took him by the hand and led him toward the door but it was no good. Already she could hear sounds at the foot of the stairs. She pulled Sam back to the bed and knelt down.

"Sam, listen," she whispered. "I want you to do something for me. Something that'll make me very proud of you. I want you to hide in your secret place and not come out till you hear Mommy or Daddy or Fin. Promise?"

"What for?"

"It's a game. A really important game. I know you can do it for me. Please, Sam. Please do it for me. Go and hide in your secret place."

Something in her face must have persuaded him because he turned without another word, opened the wall cupboard, and crawled into the back, then pulled the big box of toys across so that it hid everything except his face. She passed Teddy through to him.

"Good boy," she whispered. "And if anyone opens the cupboard door, I want you to keep your head down so they can't see you. It'll be such a good game. When you hear Mommy or Daddy or Fin, then you can come out."

"Ella?" His eyes were wide, unblinking. "Are you going away?"

She leaned into the cupboard and kissed him. "Just for a bit but I'll be back soon. Now be a good boy and don't make a sound."

He said nothing but she felt his eyes on her face as she closed the cupboard. She stood up, stole over to the door, and put her ear to it. No sound except the wind and the rain. She wondered whether she should try to hide somewhere herself.

No. If this monster searched the rooms for her, he might find Sam instead. She had to lead him away from the house. He wanted her anyway. She shuddered at the thought of what that might mean.

She heard footsteps creeping along the landing. They stopped. She slid to the side of the door so that she would be behind it if it opened. There was a long silence. The door opened a fraction. She sensed a huge form behind it; she sensed eyes peering, ears straining. She held herself rigid. The door opened wider and the figure entered the room. The face was still hidden by the hood and scarf. He took a step forward and stood by the bed, staring toward the cupboard.

She jumped out and pushed him hard in the back. He fell over the bed, but quickly recovered and turned. She raced through to the landing and tore down the stairs. Behind her came the pounding of footsteps. She reached the hall and charged toward the front door in the white heat of terror.

A hand seized her shoulder. She squirmed free and darted back down the hall. Again the footsteps thundered after her. She reached the kitchen, threw herself at the back door and wrenched it open. The hand caught her T-shirt and tugged her back. She wriggled free a second time and stumbled into the garden.

She was screaming now, screaming at the top of her voice. She plunged over the grass, struggling blindly toward the gate. If she could just get to the Meades' house...

But it was no good. He was already racing around the drive to cut her off. He reached the gate well ahead of her and turned to face her. She stopped in the middle of the lawn, the rain driving into her face, and saw him close upon her again.

Desperately she looked around her, searching the garden for sanctuary, but all she saw was tawny shapes moving like reeds in the darkness. She turned and fled toward the stable, knowing nowhere else to go. The building rose before her but she ran around as far as she could before the hedge stopped her. From inside the stable came the sound of Biscuit snorting.

The figure appeared at the side of the building. He wasn't running now. He didn't need to run. They both knew she couldn't escape. She stood there, her back to the hedge, her face, hair, clothes drenched. The figure moved toward her.

"What do you want with me?" she said. Her voice was snuffed away in the wind. She shrieked: "What do you want with me?" He didn't answer and simply moved closer. She stared in dread, in disbelief. This couldn't be happening. This didn't happen to people like her. It happened to other people.

But it was happening. Now. She had to escape. He mustn't catch her, touch her, hurt her. She feinted to the right and raced to the left, straining to get past him. He caught her by the waist and picked her up like a doll.

"Leave me alone!" she screamed. "Leave me — "

He dropped her to the ground, rolled her onto her front and thrust a knee in her back. She felt her hands whisked behind her and bound, a gag slipped over her mouth, then she was jerked to her feet and pulled, half stumbling, up the slope.

She moaned and retched, struggling to escape, but it was no good. Her arm was locked in a grip so savage she felt it would crush her. She had to do something. Anything. She let her knees buckle and flopped to the ground.

"Get up!" he said. She didn't move. She couldn't move. She was too terrified to move. He pushed her face into the grass and she felt the knee in her back again, and this time his whole weight. "Do that again," he said, "and I'll break your spine."

He yanked her to her feet, tugged her to the front door of the house and pushed something through the mail slot; then he turned and pulled her toward the gate. She followed meekly. She was no longer resisting. She was simply crying. Crying as the rain drove into her face, crying as the gate opened before her.

Crying as he took her away.

Copyright © 2001 by Tim Bowler

Meet the Author

Tim Bowler has written seven novels for teenagers and is one of the most prominent authors currently writing for this age group. His first novel, Midget, established him as a thrilling new voice in young adult literature. His third novel, River Boy, won the prestigious Carnegie Medal, and his books have also won numerous other prizes. His most recent novels are Storm Catchers and the highly acclaimed Firmament.
Mr. Bowler lives with his wife in Devon, England, and is a full-time writer.

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Guest More than 1 year ago
The book 'Storm Catchers' by Tim Bowler is a very remarkable story. It starts off with a girl named Ella who was left home alone while her parents went to the pub and her older brother snuck out to his friend Billy's house. She was taking care of her younger brother Sammy when she heard a noise downstairs. She tiptoed around downstairs to find a man roaming around the house. She tried to run, but he ended up kidnapping her and leaving Sammy in the closet. After a small search, he called. The kidnapper said that he wanted 200,000 dollars in a few days or Ella would die. Fin tried everything to find her, even asking Billy for help without telling him what happened to Ella. He was depressed for a while. With many agonizing and painful moments, they tried to keep calm for Sammy. He kept disappearing from the house and scare them all. He would show up soon, but what was he doing? Did they end up finding Ella? In my eyes, this book is a very suspenseful book. I would rate it five stars. I liked how the author jumped right into the story and did not give a long boring introduction to lose the reader. The ending will definitely surprise the reader! I would definitely recommend this book, especially to those who like the suspense. It makes you stand in somebody else's shoes and see their opinions and emotions. I loved this book and was very anxious to see what would happen next.
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these books have a mysterious based plot and a wicked sense of story. city of bones is about a girl who reliazes she doesnt know who she is because her father is the devil. everwild is the sequal to everlost when a boy and girl die because of a awful car accident and now they are trying to find their way home. Unwind is a brilliant story of the secend civil war and how your parents can unwind u by taking out all ur body parts at the age between 13 and 18. Your parents make the distion of taking u apart and three kids Lev, Risa and connor try to escape from it all. Frozen fire is a book that is about how a girl is torn emotionaly because her brother is missing and out of nowhere a ghost comes and helps her find out what happened to him!! these books are amazing and i have read over 40 books in the last three months!! hope u like them!!!
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