Overview

In a storm off the coast of the Bahamas, Elizabeth is pushed off a sailboat by her husband and left for dead. But she survives—and begins a journey of inner transformation. From courtroom battles to life-or-death encounters, Lessons from a Barracuda blends suspense, social issues, and psychological depth to show one woman’s evolution from codependence to strength.

Themes

Resilience

Women's empowerment

Workplace discrimination

Survival and self-discovery

Nature as guide and teacher

Not just a flower child
An excerpt from Lessons from a Barracuda

“I’m so glad we could get together today, because I have some big news to share with you,” Shelly says, grinning from ear to ear. It’s a nice summer day, and Sandy, Shelly and I are sipping drinks and snacking on chips and dip on my deck after work.

“Ben and I have worked through our differences about having children,” Shelly announces, “and we’re having a baby. I’m pregnant!”

Sandy and I scream and rush to her and hug her, then we celebrate with a toast to the mother-to-be.

At about 7 p.m., it’s still daylight, and we’re laughing and talking about babies’ names when my phone rings.

“Ms. McBride? This is the police. I have an important message for you. I need you to go inside your house if you’re not already inside, and stay there. Luke Jelke escaped from prison this morning, and we have reason to believe he may be headed your way. You could be in serious danger.”

Why the Barracuda?
Beth explains how a real-life encounter inspired the symbolism that drives the story.
By Beth McKnight
Several years ago, my husband and I enjoyed a sailing vacation in the Abaco Islands of the Bahamas, where the beautiful turquoise sea is a perfect temperature for swimming and snorkeling.
Our boat was moored out a nice distance from the beach, so I jumped off the boat to snorkel and swim to shore, relishing the perfect temperature of the water and marveling at the variety of fish so close to the surface. I felt like I could stay there all day and commune with these beautiful creatures.
About halfway to shore, I saw a shiny, silver barracuda–longer than any other fish–gliding toward me. I turned to get a good look, and, for some reason, I assumed it was a female. She was not at all aggressive, but she seemed curious about me.
She swam parallel to me for a short distance, and I was thrilled. At one point, she even let me reach out and touch her side, which was soft and smooth. It was such a precious moment! Then, when I looked at her, she was facing me, and I felt a kind of kinship forming. I was grateful to have what seemed like several minutes but was probably only a few seconds with her. I watched her graceful glide as she swam away, leaving me feeling awe and wonder.
The memory of that special connection has stayed with me through the years, so I decided to give that inspiring experience to Elizabeth, the main character in my book so that she could learn from it.