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Summer of the Wolves

Summer of the Wolves

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by Lisa Williams Kline

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Stepsisters, yes. Friends? Maybe …

I smelled the wolf now—sharp and musky. I scanned the pen and saw a shadow behind one of the bushes that might be another wolf. Probably two of the most miserable looking creatures I’d ever seen.” –from Summer of the Wolves

Stephanie and Diana are


Stepsisters, yes. Friends? Maybe …

I smelled the wolf now—sharp and musky. I scanned the pen and saw a shadow behind one of the bushes that might be another wolf. Probably two of the most miserable looking creatures I’d ever seen.” –from Summer of the Wolves

Stephanie and Diana are having a hard time adjusting to life as new stepsisters. The girls “pretend” to like each other, but it’s pretty hard considering they are complete opposites. When their new family takes their first-ever vacation to a horse ranch in North Carolina, not even long horse-back rides in the forest can tame their tempers. Diana’s anger issues and Stephanie’s fear of everything prove disastrous, until Diana discovers the caged wolves in the deep woods. She vows to free them, and surprisingly, Stephanie agrees to help. But their actions have unforeseen consequences, and if there’s any chance to make things right, Stephanie and Diana must put their differences aside

Editorial Reviews

The Dove Foundation
Cleverly crafted and close to home for many modern families, 'Summer of the Wolves' is a great read! Lisa Williams Kline is a gifted storyteller, weaving themes of loyalty, popularity, and hierarchy into this tale for animal lovers.

Kline provides a glimpse into the life of a blended family. The characters are beautifully flawed and feel real-to-life and instantly relatable. Whether you identify with Diana, the standoffish loner who sees a therapist for mood issues, or Stephanie, the easygoing but prim girl afraid of the world, you’ll find a character to root for. Chapters alternate perspectives between Diana and Stephanie, allowing the reader to get behind the eyes of each.

The target audience is definitely tween girls, especially those with soft spots for horses. The animal scenes are well detailed, showing that the author has done her research, which probably wasn’t too hard since her husband is a veterinarian. I ended up learning a fair amount about the animals without feeling like I was getting a biology lesson.

Parents can use Summer of the Wolves as a teaching tool on how to relate to kids who are dealing with divorce and blended families. At times the kids are jealous, feeling like their place in their parent’s life has been superseded by each other. The story shows a strong husband-and-wife team still figuring out what it means to be a family. They make mistakes, but they learn from them.

The parents aren’t the only ones who make mistakes. When the kids make bad decisions, their shared acts bring them together but they still have to answer for their actions. Kids will see how their decisions can have unforeseen consequences regardless of the best intentions. Frankly, that’s a lesson I am still learning too. The important thing, and Kline does a great job of showing this, is being mature enough to take responsibility for our mistakes.

Summer of the Wolves is the first book in the Sisters in All Seasons series.

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5.40(w) x 8.10(h) x 0.90(d)
Age Range:
9 - 12 Years

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Summer of the Wolves

Sisters in All Seasons
By Lisa Williams Kline


Copyright © 2012 Lisa Williams Kline
All right reserved.

ISBN: 978-0-310-72613-5

Chapter One


My pills always made me sleep in the car. And they gave me crazy dreams. We were on the highway, and I dreamed I was riding this speed demon of a horse—like Man o' War. As the dream went on I realized I wasn't riding, I was the horse. I was Man o' War, and it was the greatest feeling. Galloping, galloping out ahead of everyone. And then there were other horses breathing really loud all around me. And then we were running up a steep mountain. Rocks slipped under my hooves, bouncing downhill. I lost my footing. The other horses were leaving me behind.

I jerked awake. The car went around another switchback, heading almost straight up. My ears popped. I swallowed, trying to get them to stop. Norm, my stepfather, turned off the air conditioner and hit the button to roll down the windows. Cool air flowed in. I rubbed my hand over my eyes. "Are we at the ranch?"

"Diana, you're awake!" Mom turned and smiled. "Yeah, we're almost there. And look, girls." She pointed to spiky bushes with delicate pink and white flowers clinging to the cliff beside the road. "Aren't the mountain laurel beautiful?"

"Ooh, yeah, they are," said Stephanie, giving Mom that fakey Southern girl smile.

I glanced at my new stepsister's polished toes, her sequined flip-flops, and tanned, smooth legs. Then I looked at my own scuffed leather sandals and worn jeans. The only thing Stephanie and I had in common was that we were both about to start eighth grade. Stephanie acted so perfect. It had to be a front. Who could be that sweet?

"Diana and Stephanie, look! Riders!" Mom pointed at five people on horseback who had just come around the corner. They faced us on the skinny gravel road.

Horses! I yanked off my seat belt and stuck my head and shoulders out the window. The horses were so close I could hear the clop of their hooves on the path and the squeak of the saddle leather. First in line was a white Appaloosa with black flecks on his haunches. The last was a little chestnut with a black mane and tail. He was out in the road trying to edge past the pony in front of him. Just as our car got close, the pony kicked the chestnut. The chestnut reared. The rider screamed and wrapped her arms around his neck.

Norm slammed on the brakes.

"Hey!" I grabbed the edge of the window and just about fell out.

"Whoa!" The leader stopped the Appaloosa and turned in her saddle. She was a dark-skinned woman with a bushy gray braid sticking out from under a stained cowboy hat. "Copper doesn't like to be last," she said. She got off her horse and said, "Copper!" Then she made a strange sweeping motion with her arm. The chestnut calmed down right away. "You can go ahead," the woman said to Norm, and tipped her hat. Then, as she remounted, she said to the riders behind her, "Everybody okay? We're almost back to the barn."

I kept on leaning out, watching the riders. How had that weird-looking woman calmed that horse down with just a sweep of her arm? I realized Mom was telling me to get back into the car. "Oh, man, I want her for my trail leader! And that's the horse I want to ride!"

"You've got to be kidding!" Stephanie said. "That horse bucked with that girl on its back!"

"It did not buck," I said. "It reared."

"It was standing on its hind legs." Stephanie's face had a look of terror.

"That's not bucking. You don't even know what bucking is."

"Diana!" Mom cried.

"Well, she obviously doesn't know anything about horses," I said. I lowered myself back inside.

Mom narrowed her eyes at me, put her finger on her temple, and tapped it twice. The signal suggested by my shrink. It meant, "Take a deep breath and think before you blurt things out." Mom was supposed to signal me without embarrassing me in front of other people. It seemed okay when Dr. Shrink first mentioned it. But now I felt like your basic trained dog.

Mom smiled at Stephanie. Then glared at me. "Diana, why isn't your seat belt on?" Mom watched me until I buckled my seat belt, then she put her hand on Norm's shoulder and squeezed. "This mountain driving is nerve-racking, isn't it?"

"Well, especially when there are hordes of wild beasts in the middle of the road," Norm said, grinning at Mom. "I hope you know what you're in for, Lynn, dragging a city boy up here to the mountains. Please tell me they have indoor plumbing."

"Oh, gosh, Norm, don't tell me you forgot to bring corn cobs for the outhouse?"

Norm's eyes got wide. Mom started laughing.

Norm pretended to bang his head on the steering wheel. "What was I thinking?" Stephanie and Mom laughed. Her hand was still on Norm's neck. I felt like biting it.

Last week Mom had dragged me to Dr. Shrink's office. We have a new family now and we all have to try to get along. Blah, blah, blah. The problem these days was Mom spent all her time trying to make Norm and Stephanie happy. Norm with his pocket calculator and stupid jokes. Stephanie with her rainbow toes and bouncy dark hair. Apparently Miss Congeniality at her school. Doesn't have to take mood pills. I felt like that little chestnut pony—last in line.

I stared out at the shadowed forest as we wound up the mountain. If I were an animal, I'd jump out of this car, run into the woods, and keep right on running for miles.

Except, there was the chestnut pony. The lady called him Copper. I figured I could get him to like me. I knew it.

Norm shifted gears. The engine growled low, like a bear. "Call me cynical," he said, "but I have a feeling my cell phone is not going to work up here."

"Who would you need to call, anyway?" said Mom. She gave Norm a flirty smile.


Then we reached the top of the mountain and wow, High Mist Ranch spread out before us like a wavy quilt, its pieces edged with fences and horse trails. Horses and cattle grazed in sloped green pastures dotted with purple and yellow wildflowers and white chunks of rock salt. The rustic lodge looked out over the green valley, with purple mountains layered in the distance. Winding riding trails climbed up a ridge where you could see the Smoky Mountains for miles in every direction. I could hardly breathe, it was so beautiful.

"I have to ride today!" I said. "We can definitely ride tomorrow," Mom said. "It might be too late today. Isn't this beautiful?"

"Gorgeous," said Norm. "You told them we wanted the unit with the hot tub and the espresso machine, right, babe?" Stephanie and Mom both laughed.

The minute Norm pulled up beside the lodge, I jumped out and headed in by myself. The lodge was made from huge dark-colored logs that must have come from trees two hundred feet tall. Inside, the ceiling had giant beams made from those same logs. In the front room to the right was a desk where people checked in. To the left stood a stone fireplace, a soft-looking leather couch, and a thick rag rug thrown over the stone floor.

Mom and Stephanie came in. Mom put her arms around both of us. "This place looks nice, huh?" When Stephanie snuggled up to Mom, I escaped into a dining room with two long wooden tables. At the far end was the biggest fireplace I'd ever seen, with a stone face and heavy wooden mantel. A fire crackled, even though it was the middle of July. In front of the fireplace was a low coffee table with a Monopoly board set up with money and game pieces. No one was playing. No one was here at all.

Movement flashed through a window beside the fireplace and I stepped closer. Three bluish-green hummingbirds darted around a feeder. Their wings were a blur, kind of sparkling. I sat in the window seat and watched them flit, drink, and zip away. Imagined holding up my finger and one of the hummingbirds landing on it.

I'd never admit this to anyone, but I'd always wanted to be like those characters in old Disney movies who had animals following them around. Like Cinderella and her mice. Whenever I walked into a barn, I imagined all the horses swinging their heads to look at me and all this love pouring out of their big-as-the-world eyes. Animals knew things about me that people never seemed to understand.

Past the feeder, just a few hundred yards down the hill, I spotted the barn. The little chestnut, tied to the corral fence, pawed at the ground and twitched his tail, waiting for someone to unsaddle and groom him. He wasn't content like the others. My heart squeezed. I knew exactly how he felt, just like he'd spoken to me.

A kitchen door that read "Staff Only" swung open. Two people came out, talking. They didn't see me in the window seat. One of them was the woman I'd just seen on the trail with the long gray braid. She still wore her riding boots and an ancient flannel shirt.

"Here, this is about five pounds," whispered a guy with a ponytail. He handed a greasy package to the woman with the braid. Wiped his hands on a bloodstained white apron.

"They'll finish that off in ten seconds." The woman had a deep gravelly voice almost like a man's. Her gray hair was matted down where her floppy hat had been.

"One of these days you're going to lose a hand feeding them," said the guy.

"I'm careful." The woman patted the guy's arm. "Thanks." She left the lodge with the package, and he ducked back through the swinging door into the kitchen.

Horses didn't eat meat. What was that woman feeding that would eat five pounds of meat in ten seconds? And might bite her hand off?

"Diana!" Norm leaned through the doorway. "Come on, we're all checked in, let's go find our cabin." When I got to the doorway, he put his arm over my shoulders in a stiff hey-we're-pals sort of way. "It's too late to sign up for a trail ride today, but at dinner we can sign up for first thing tomorrow morning."

"Okay." I made my voice sound bored. Norm acted like he cared about me, but there was no way he could care about me as much as my own dad. And if things started to totally go downhill, I'd move to Florida with Dad.

Through the window, I saw the woman with the package get into an old black truck. She backed up, the tires crunching over gravel, and then headed down the mountain, kicking up a swirling cloud of red dust.

I left the dining room and followed my so-called family out to the car.


Excerpted from Summer of the Wolves by Lisa Williams Kline Copyright © 2012 by Lisa Williams Kline . Excerpted by permission of Zondervan. All rights reserved. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher.
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Meet the Author

Lisa Williams Kline is the author of The Princesses of Atlantis, Write Before Your Eyes, and Eleanor Hill, winner of the North Carolina Juvenile Literature Award. Her stories for children have appeared in Cricket, Cicada, Spider, and Odyssey. She earned her MFA from Queens University.

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Summer of the Wolves 4.6 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 12 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love the book .though sometimes the reviews are saying that they are terrible sometimes I lision and some times I go right for it and get a review. This book is so well writon. I love it soooooo much.
DanicaPage More than 1 year ago
My Rating: 3.5 out of 5 stars. My Overall Thoughts/Impressions: First off, I'd like to thank netgalley and the publisher for allowing me to review this copy. I love christian fiction and I love young adult fiction, so going into this novel I had some high expectations. I loved Lisa's writing style from the very first page. She wrote in a way that left me captivated with the characters and their stories. Diana and Stephanie are now step-sisters and they couldn't be more different. I loved watching how they bonded and grew closer. This is a book that isn't about romance, but rather about family relationships and growing to love yourself and your family. I will admit that I might have liked a tad more romance, but I understand that this wasn't the point of this book. I really enjoyed reading this novel and yet the ending left me slightly unsatisfied. I thought that more could have been resolved. However, now that it's been awhile since I finished this book, I realize that the ending was actually probably quite perfect for this book. In Summary: A beautifully written book about growing up and learning to love yourself and your family. Definitely recommended to fans of YA contemporary realistic fiction centered around family relationships. The Wrap-up: I really enjoyed this novel. The writing was masterfully constructed and the characters were always intriguing. I definitely recommend reading this one if you like reading about family relationships and don't mind a lack of romance (at least compared to other novels). Love, Danica Page
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I liked Summer of the Wolves!!! I read it in one day- capivating and a short read, only 138 pages. Like but wished it could longer.
majibookshelf More than 1 year ago
Summer of the Wolves is the first book in the "Sisters in all Seasons" series, and it was just what I needed. A chill, cute, and fun contemporary book that never bored me. The writing was never confusing, and the flow of the book was great. It sort of felt like realistic fiction to me, because it talked about the relationship between the two step sisters, and their struggle to accept the reality of them becoming one family. First off, I would like to say that I loved the idea of portraying it from both of the girls points of views. One chapter it would be Diana speaking, and the other chapter it would be Stephanie. It wasn't even confusing, but it made me connect to both of the characters more. Norm, who is stephanie's father, and Lynn, who is Diana's mother, decide to go to a family trip so the girls would get along better. Diana, having a 'mood disorder' hates the fact of having a new sister. She's scared, and doesn't even want to try to be nice to Stephanie, which kind of annoyed me and made me think of her as a spoiled brat. On the other hand, Stephanie is trying her best to be nice and kind to Diana. She wants Diana to like her back. I'm glad there wasn't too much family drama in this book, because even the sister's fights together were normal and believable. Overall, I enjoyed the concept of the book. It wasn't fluffy and it wasn't over dramatic either. It was a really fast read as well, and I cannot wait to read the sequel "Wild Horse Spring". If you enjoy contemporary, or realistic fiction books, you should give this book a try. Even though it isn't fully young adult, it didn't seem childish to me at all.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I must say this is one of the best books I have read in a long time. There was a few things about the book that seem a bit unrealistic. One is that on the trail ride Diana thinks she is going to gallop and canter. And that they let her go out on the trail ALONE. I have been on many trail rides like the one Diana was on and most of them keep a real eye on you. And I have only cantered on a trail ride like this once and that was under special curkumstainces. Another is about the wolves being 99% wolf DNA. Not to be rude but is that even legal? Other than those things the book is fantastic... time to go read wild horse spring.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This is a GREAT book that is full of adventure! I would recommend this book to all young readers that have a true taste for adventure and a love for books. This is a very touching story that brings to step-sisters closer together.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is very moving.
BookLover1RB More than 1 year ago
This Book Was Great! I am so getting the whole series! If only I could purchase the  last book in Hardcover. 
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This was a very good book it was really awesome how it just was so thoughtful and loving and sometimes worred and mysteryous.it is about two stepsisters who come closer and find something their imterested which they find in the woods.they do other little stuff like go on rides ride horses go on a river (ext) i just loved this book and i loved it so much i shared it with a lot of peaplo who also read it and liked it a lot also and i loves it again so much i read it in about two days which was good for me because i am a slow reader but thats how much i loved it!!!!!!!!!! Hope you all read it and love it just as i did.!?
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Is this the first book? I did not read it yet and I want to know!