She didn’t plan on becoming a rebel…
After watching her parents serve in British households for her whole life, Priya grew to despise every aspect of British colonialism. After an introduction to a British family in an attempt to secure a servant position of her own ends in disaster, Priya runs away to try and find a better life.
But she doesn’t get far.
Alone on the streets of Bombay, Priya is kidnapped and taken captive aboard a smuggler’s ship bound for the slave markets of the Americas.
And in the cage next to her – is a ferocious mama tiger named Nabhitha!
When Priya and the tiger see a chance for escape, will Priya dare to take it? Or will she end up the tiger’s dinner?
Follow Priya and Nabhitha on a journey of courage and second chances.
A Girl and her Tiger is the third book in the Animal Companion Series, but each book is a stand-alone novel with new characters and adventures.
Priya reached up to the top of her mother’s closet and pulled the box down, as she had done so many times in her life. She lifted the lid and couldn’t help but smile at her first glimpse of the bright red silk inside.
Her grandmother’s wedding sari was the most beautiful thing Priya had ever seen. The long red cloth was embellished with gold thread in the most ornate designs. Even though Priya had no plans to marry, it had always been her dream to wear the traditional sari in her own wedding one day. As often as she could, she would steal away to her mother’s bedroom and sneak a peek at the dress, especially on days like today when she felt like so much of her own culture was being taken from her.
Priya gasped when she heard shouts from outside and rushed to put the sari back exactly as she had found it. She then went to the window and watched as her mother did her best to control the four young children who were scrambling about her.
“Please, don’t push me, young sahib,” her mother said to Simon, a boy of twelve. “I don’t want to drop the eggs.”
“Give them to me,” Simon demanded.
“I cannot,” Priya’s mother, her amma, said. “Cook needs them for your lunch today.”
“I want an egg!” a little girl named Elsa said as she grabbed the woman’s arm and tugged, nearly causing her to lose her balance. Priya felt annoyance rise up in her chest.
“Please, stop,” Amma said with far more patience than Priya could have mustered. “We need to get back to the house now for your lessons.”
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Chinese
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Portuguese
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Already translated.
Translated by Isadora Gomes
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Spanish
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Already translated.
Translated by Talía García
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