I take off down the sidewalk in a panic, tripping over people and shoes and strollers. It’s like a terrible, ridiculous attack-of-the-bees sci-fi movie is being filmed—except no one else knows about it, and I am, unfortunately, the star.
When Etta, Coral, and Myrtle come to the realization that they need help taking care of their magical island home, they set off to kidnap some children to train in for the job. Minette and Fabio are deemed worthy of the task, but the aunts’ plot doesn’t go quite according to plan. Continue reading
When the Spoffards inherit a candy shop, they never expected to move in. But there’s something magical and mysterious about the old place. Twins, Oz and Lily, aren’t sure what to think, especially when they meet the strange immortal inhabitants of their new home.
Oz wasn’t too scared of rats in general, but this rat was different—it was smoking.
When a black hole follows Stella home one night, it’s up to her to care for the tiny, hungry phenomenon. Having a pet black hole can be convenient for getting rid of things that trouble her: Brussels sprouts, her brother’s annoying music, and things that remind her of her dad. But the more that goes into the void, the bigger her problems seem to grow.
I had a hunch that if Mom found out I was entertaining a space phenomenon in my room, she wouldn’t approve.
All Pixie really wants is to be normal. But it’s a little hard to blend in when your family is as eccentric as the Pipers. So, even though she’s got a knack for poetry, Pixie’s reluctant to participate when the school announces a contest to crown their own poet laureate. The last thing she needs is to stand out even more. But when her mother shares a family secret, Pixie realizes that normal might not be an option for her at all.
Keeper didn’t know anyone else who had a resident seagull. How great was that? And they’d had one for five years—ever since that night when Captain had crash-landed into their kitchen window.
-Keeper by Kathi Appelt
You took what you had and you took what you knew and what you felt and what you guessed and you mixed them all together, and remembered to look out the window and listen to the birds sing while you were doing it. Plus, it didn’t hurt to count your blessings while you were beating the batter. Louise thought this might be the recipe for the whole world.