That Magnificent Medallion - Passbar, Amanda and Friends In

By Jenny Singleton

A summer holiday on a sun scorched island, what more could Amanda and her two teenage friends possibly want? Lovely beaches, great food and handsome boys; they had it all, until an old man told Amanda of a medallion and a secret tunnel. Then nothing mattered any more – adventure, danger and first love lay ahead…

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Dec 4, 2016
• ISBN: 9781365584589

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That Magnificent Medallion - Passbar, Amanda and Friends In

JENNY SINGLETON

THAT MAGNIFICENT

MEDALLION

First published 2009

ISBN:  978-1-365-58458-9

Copyright (c) Jenny Singleton 2016

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For Bus.

He’s fantastic.

It would never have reached the ‘shelves’                                                                              if it wasn’t for him.

By Jenny Singleton:

Passbar, Amanda and Friends in:

1 That Magnificent Medallion

2 Keep Out!

3 WOW

4 Quiro’s Map

CHAPTER 1

What’s this?

The sun was just beginning to set as Amanda, Sue and Gale walked wearily up the path to the hotel. They had been out walking most of the day, well, at least since lunch time, their time for getting up and had barely covered a quarter of the Tokoni hills. Tokoni was a little known island in the Atlantic. The three or should we say Amanda had decided that swimming and sunbathing were out for the day as they all looked in desperate need of some real exercise.

Amanda was an auburn haired, green eyed chatterbox who did like to be boss. She bubbled with confidence and had an absolute mania for trying anything and everything that came her way. Sue on the other hand, was tall and skinny with a bob of dark brown hair and lazy hazel eyes. She always had something to say and almost always an answer to everything. And Gale, Gale was shy and quiet with long blonde hair and blue eyes who was just happy being number three.

Amanda, Sue and Gale had been friends since nursery school, they went to the same primary school, and were now in the same grammar school and this year the three decided they would go on holiday together. Their parents first said ‘no,’ then they said ‘maybe’ and finally said ‘yes, as long as you are all very, very careful.’ ‘Of course we’ll be, we always are, aren’t we,’ the three replied. And here they are.

The three limped into the hotel and made straight for the bar. They were just in time, from 7.00 pm to 8.00 pm they had a ‘Free for All’ an hour when they served free drinks – soft drinks, wine and punch. The three, being brave, chose punch and then sat down and started to discuss their day. Amanda, full of the walk, was as usual the first to start the conversation. I’m going to go, she insisted, I know there’s a way and I’ll find it, I know we weren’t lucky today but I’ve five more days of my holiday left. I’m bound to be lucky, I always am. Her two friends laughed, they’d heard her speak in the same way hundreds of times and it never came to anything. She’d probably get tired of searching and in a couple of days return to swimming and lying on the beach.

But what about that gorgeous hunk you have your eye on? put in Sue, grinning.

Amanda pulled a face.

Oh, if that’s the case when will you start, Amanda? joked Sue. Tomorrow at dawn - that’s a good time. You’ll have to go for beddy byes very early tonight. Now let me see, we’ve five days left, that’s twelve hours a day, sixty hours in all, not bad. What do you say Amanda? I’m sure there’s a lot you can do in sixty hours, laughed Sue. And don’t worry we’ll stay here, we’d hate to be a nuisance. When you feel you’ve had enough you can always find us sunbathing on the beach.

Amanda pulled a face, Stop laughing at me, she cried, I can do it, I know I can.

The three were exhausted. Sue and Gale snuggled down on the settee, there were only a few people around, and in a few minutes were fast asleep. Amanda would have loved to have joined them, but couldn’t stop thinking about the people she’d met on the island and the mysterious stories they’d told her and most of all, the old man she’d met this morning.

He was a grisly old man wearing ragged clothes and carrying a very old and what looked like a very antique, black walking stick. Amanda had gone to the one and only shop on the island – they sold everything, from souvenirs to doggy food. Just as she came out of the shop she bumped into this strange old man.

Can’t you watch where you’re going, he rasped, raising his stick.

Hey, cried Amanda, "You’ve no need to threaten me with that old stick. This is only the third day of my holiday and I have to