The creepy middle grade debut from USA Today bestselling author Amalie Howard in which a girl stays with her grandmother in Trinidad for the summer and discovers that she comes from a long line of powerful witches. "Filled with wonder, chills, excitement, and adventure. Fantastic fun from start to finish!" —Sarah Beth Durst, award-winning author of SPARK * "This beguiling read is one to savor." — Publishers Weekly , starred review Darika “Rika” Lovelace is in trouble. The kind of trouble that sends her to her grandmother’s estate in Trinidad for the whole summer. But something about the island feels…different. As soon as she steps off the plane, strange things start happening! Rika meets a group of kids called Minders, who seem to have elemental powers. Even worse, she can sense jumbies lurking in the shadows. Needless to say, she wants a ticket home. But when the Minders let slip that her long-lost mom is in danger, she knows she can’t leave. Thrust into a magical adventure involving bloodcurdling monsters, a supernatural silk cotton tree, and an endless maze, Rika must defeat the fearsome jumbie king to save her family and new friends. But unless she learns to believe in herself, she’ll never beat him or escape his twisted maze. " An absolute page-turner ! Kids will eat this up!" —Jennifer L. Holm, New York Times bestselling author of THE LION OF MARS   "Steeped in Trinidadian lore, Bumps in the Night is spooky and atmospheric . I loved it!" —Lindsay Currie, award-winning author of SCRITCH SCRATCH and WHAT LIVES IN THE WOODS   "Filled with wonder, chills, excitement, and adventure. Fantastic fun from start to finish!" —Sarah Beth Durst, award-winning author of SPARK   “A thrilling, hair-raising tale. [It] kept me spellbound!” —Wendy Parris, author of Junior Library Guild selection FIELD OF SCREAMS ★ "Combined with fantastical, climate-conscious scenarios and vivacious and illuminating Black Indo-Trinidadian diaspora folklore that springs from the pages, this beguiling read is one to savor ." — Publishers Weekly , starred review " Exciting , culturally rich fun and adventure." — Kirkus Reviews "A fast-paced adventure." —The Horn Book "An excellent read for those who crave adventure with a touch of spookiness." —Booklist AMALIE HOWARD is a USA Today and Publishers Weekly bestselling author of historical romance, including The Beast of Beswick , The Rakehell of Roth , and Always Be My Duchess , and has penned several critically acclaimed young adult novels. She is an AAPI, Caribbean-born writer whose work has been featured in publications such as Entertainment Weekly and Oprah Daily . When she’s not writing, she can usually be found reading; being the president of her one-woman Harley Davidson motorcycle club, #WriteOrDie; or power-napping. She lives in Colorado with her family. 1 Pride and Punishment Airports have to be the first places to go in an apocalypse. From the plane’s window, I watch a five-year-old pick his nose a few feet in front of me before using those same wet, goopy fingers to grab the handrail as he and his parents exit down the rollaway stairs. I cringe, reach for the hand sanitizer attached to my backpack, and squeeze out a large dollop. I wrinkle my nose at the people swarming the aisle to leave the airplane, where they’ll be touching that same booger rail. It only takes one infected person and--bam!--mass contagion. That kid could be patient zero and within seconds everyone’s hungry for each other’s brains. Instant zombie apocalypse. Not that zombies exist, but a girl can’t be too careful. Stepping through the rounded plane door, I blink at the thick, bleary heat blasting into my face at the top of the stairs. Holy melting Skittles farms, the Caribbean is hot. Not like bone-dry summer hot, but sticky, humid, take-a-dozen-showers-to-stay-cool hot. Already my armpits are sweating into the cotton of my tank top, and I’ve only just arrived at the destination indicated on the plane ticket tucked in the front pocket of my backpack. Port-of-Spain, it reads, the capital of Trinidad and Tobago. Might as well say Port-of-Prison. Because that’s what Granny’s house will be--my jail cell for the next three months. It’d been her idea when my dad called her a month ago out of frustration. I had been written up for vandalism--again--though no charges had been pressed against me by my school, thank goodness. But I’d been royally grounded. No phone. No drawing tablet. No anything. I couldn’t text friends. I couldn’t sketch. I couldn’t even use my computer to game. And now I’ve been banished to another country for the whole summer without any of my stuff. To be fair, I knew this was coming--this was the last straw. Those words replay in my mind in Dad’s grim voice and my heart squashes in my chest. I could have done my homework, gotten better grades, stopped cutting school, and not drawn on public property. Stop feeling sorry