Culvert Run
At 2:18 p.m., eleven-year-old Gus Miller learns that his family’s hardware store could lose its property unless an 1888 brass surveying transit reaches the courthouse by 4:30. Then a chemical tanker overturns on the viaduct, sealing every downtown road behind a hazardous-materials perimeter.
With the streets closed, Gus and his blunt, fearless friend Daisy Kemper take a battered bicycle and a heavy cargo trike into Louisville’s Beargrass Storm Trunk—a four-mile network of concrete, brick, and limestone tunnels beneath the city. They have a hand-drawn map, a few tools, one fragile piece of history, and a thunderstorm racing toward the open intake behind them. Every expansion joint is a landmark; every locked gate, rising channel, and failing bicycle part costs precious minutes.
To save the store, Gus must trust the skills his athletic brothers dismiss: patient mechanics, three-dimensional memory, and the stamina to keep moving when the water climbs. Culvert Run is a fast, tactile middle-grade quest about friendship, ingenuity, and finding the right measure of courage under pressure.
Planned first release on Google Play Books.Unreleased. Pending approval. Store link not yet available.Ask about this title
Google Books preview / reference Reference link; this does not indicate retail availability.
Publishing & Rights
- Author
- Nancy Gay
- Current copyright holder
- Nancy Gay
- Planned publisher
- Nancy Gay
- Digital publishing & distribution rights
- Nancy Gay · Exclusive rights declared
- Rights territory
- Worldwide
- Contractual duration
- No fixed contractual expiration
- Publication status
- Unreleased
- Planned first release
- Google Play Books · Pending approval · Store link not yet available
- Listed on BookPreview
- 2026-10-26
- Publishing rights review
- Verified Publishing Rights · How verification works
The publishing information above identifies the current rights holder and declared scope for this work. The documentary record below shows the status of BookPreview’s review. No fixed contractual expiration refers to the agreement’s duration; statutory copyright terms still apply.
BOOKPREVIEW · DOCUMENTARY REVIEW
Evidence & publishing rights
Verified Publishing Rights · documentary evidence reviewed
This record identifies the work, the recorded rights holder, and the scope of BookPreview’s documentary review. Verification applies to this work and reviewed version only.
- Work
- Culvert Run
- Name on the edition
- Nancy Gay
- Recorded copyright holder
- Nancy Gay
- Publisher / planned publisher
- Nancy Gay
- Digital publishing & distribution rights
- Nancy Gay · Exclusive rights declared
- Territory
- Worldwide
- Contractual duration
- No fixed contractual expiration
- Recorded evidence categories
- Manuscript; Rights license
- Material source
- Operator-maintained private manuscript archive
- Provider confirmation
- Provider and authority checked against a signed declaration
- Evidence version
- Book Runner edition 2026-10-26
- Version identification
- Contents compared with the identified work version
- Review recorded (UTC+07)
- Last updated (UTC+07)
- Record ID
- 7bb96fa7-e534-47ca-bab8-19714724e91d
- Responsible team
- BookPreview verification team
- Policy
- Version 2026-10-04 · Effective 2026-09-18
A file inventory identifies recorded materials; it does not establish ownership by itself. No fixed contractual expiration describes the agreement’s duration, subject to statutory copyright terms.
Supporting documents remain private. For a record check, correction or rights dispute, contact [email protected] and quote the record ID.
READ A LITTLE
A first page
to begin with.
A short preview from Culvert Run.
Station 0+00: The Oil on the Viaduct
The spoke wrench was forged from blackened tool steel, three square notches cut into its rim. August Miller pressed his thumb into the number-four notch, feeling for the cold ridge of the brass nipple on his rear hub. When he nudged the wrench a quarter turn counterclockwise, the spoke pinged with a sharp note that vibrated down through the frame stay into his ribs.
Around him, the service bay of Miller Hardware & Supply smelled of boiled linseed oil, turpentine, and cedar sawdust. Afternoon sun angled through the high wire-glass transom above the loading dock. Gus crouched on the stained concrete beside his coaster-brake cruiser, his fingertips gray with graphite powder. He spun the back wheel with his left palm. The heavy balloon tire rotated, whispered against the air, and then dragged—a faint, rhythmic shuck-shuck where the rim brushed the left chainstay.
· · ·