The Light-Years Beneath My Feet

Successful Chicago commodities broker abducted by aliens

Not a headline from the National Enquirer, just Marcus Walker’s own little Jerry Springer moment. He was indeed hustled aboard an alien Vilenjji starship, part of a cargo of primitive creatures bound for the “civilized” part of the galaxy, where they’ll be sold . . . as pets. Fortunately, there was another Earthling aboard, a scruffy dog named George who’d been speech-enhanced to increase his market value. Walker had spoken to plenty of dogs in his line of work but never to actual animals. He and George formed an immediate bond, giving new meaning to “man’s best friend.”

The Light-Years Beneath My Feet finds Walker and George free at last, having managed, with some outside help, to outwit their kidnappers. But now they are a million billion miles from Earth. Walker glories in the wonders of his rescuers’ hi-tech world and the thrill of being humankind’s first galactic traveler–until he remembers the only place he wants to be is home. To take his mind off the depressing fact that he hasn’t the slightest idea where home is, never mind how to get there, the erstwhile commodities broker becomes a chef.

Walker never imagined that whipping up delicacies for demanding alien palates would lead to a possible way home–or that the possible way home would involve swapping his easy-living adopted planet for an all-out, age-old war many parsecs away. But hey, it was all for a good cause, he has George and their two fellow escapees for company, and what else was there to do, besides avoid Vilenjji? Plenty, as it turns out. . . .

From the Hardcover edition.

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In bestseller Foster's lighthearted SF romp, the second in a trilogy that began with Lost and Found (2004), former Chicago commodities broker Marcus Walker and his alien companions—George the talking dog, Sque the ferociously intelligent K'eremu, the poetic Tuuqualian Braouk —are ready to leave the planet of the Sessrimathe, where Marcus has been working as a gourmet chef. Their luck appears to change when the attractive Viyv-pym, a high-ranking diplomat, persuades Marcus to come and cook for her on her home planet, Niyu. On Niyu, Marcus applies his wheeling-dealing skills to Niyyuuan ritualistic warfare (archaic weapons only) and generally stirs up trouble, making an enemy of prominent general Saluu-hir-lek. By the end, there's a faint hope that some of the races with which the Niyyuu have contact may know of Earth. Readers seeking harmless fun will look forward to the further galactic travels of Marcus and friends.
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Adult/High School–Former Chicago commodities broker-turned-gourmet-chef Marcus Walker and his alien companions–George the talking dog, Braouk the poetic Tuuqalian, and Sequi the intelligent K'eremu–just want to go home, but they don't know how to get there. They escaped from the slave-trading alien race Vilenjji only to find themselves on another alien planet; no matter how peaceful Sessrimathe is, it's not home. Walker's increasing expertise in the kitchen nets him a job offer from a star-crossing race much further out on the Milky Way's spiral arm. Even though none of them knows if it's the right arm of the galaxy, at least they've found a way to leave Sessrimathe. The four set off to a world where warfare is a game played by traditional rules that restrict military technology to a medieval level, but simultaneously give newscasters sophisticated broadcast equipment to beam live action to every city. Reluctant readers seeking an engaging science-fiction novel will gravitate toward this book. Although it is the second in the trilogy, it can stand alone. Foster's trademark dry wit, colorful characters, and talented retelling of the traditional fish-out-of water story will keep readers' attention.–Erin Dennington, Chantilly Regional Library, Fairfax County, VA
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