Trail of the Midnight Sun

Eleven-year-old Juno races a team of huskies across the Alaskan wilderness as a blizzard rolls in, choosing between speed and safety, loyalty and rescue, with the whole frozen frontier watching.

The cold in Willow, Alaska had a sound. It was a high, thin whistle in Juno's ears as she stepped out of the truck and onto the packed snow of the starting line. All around her, dogs were barking and lunging in their harnesses, eager to run.

'You ready, kiddo?' her grandmother asked, tightening the strap on Juno's helmet. Gran had run the famous long-distance races for twenty years before she got too old. Now it was Juno's turn for the Junior Frontier Run, fifty miles across the wilderness.

At the front of Juno's team stood Comet, a gray husky with one blue eye and one brown. He turned his head and looked back at her, calm as the morning. 'I trust you,' Juno whispered to him. 'Let's show them what we can do.'