This is reading number 8 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book Shadow and Shade
That Shalazar dude is starting to bug me. I hope he gets his at some point in the story.
This is reading number 7 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book Shadow and Shade
What the heck is a crimson cloud!?!? Listen and you will know soon enough.
This is reading number 6 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book Shadow and Shade
Dreams are weird. Like, last night I dreamed about a water buffalo that tried out for America's Got Talent, and he did okay on the singing portion, but when David Hasselhoff tried to give him a high five there was an unfortunate accident.
This is reading number 5 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book - Shadow and Shade
Getting beat by a girl sucks.
This is reading number 4 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book - Shadow and Shade
Seldin, is that Ursa Major or Minor up there? Or Flat?
This is reading number 3 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book - Shadow and Shade
You know what I think of when I'm walking in the desert? A nice glass of lime and cucumber water.
This is reading number 2 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book - Shadow and Shade
Gladiator with little kids. You can't make this stuff up.
This is reading number 1 of:
Without Mother Without Father trilogy
The book - Shadow and Shade
Sure, giving up a baby is sad. But the child was kind of ugly.
This poor blog has been a total red-headed stepchild for a while.
My apologies to anyone reading this who is a red head.
My double apologies to anyone who is both a red head and a stepchild.
If that is the case, then, wow, all I can say is wow. Please accept my offering of this Christmas story as recompense for any perceived unkindness in my words - or for the fact that you are a red-headed stepchild.