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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Tuesday Tales

A weekly peek at what we're reading.

Post your peek in the comments and share your favorite books!

Anne is reading
Thrush Green by Miss Read
The sun was beginning to dip its slow way downhill to hide, at last, behind the dark mass of Lulling Woods.
The streets of Lulling still kept their warmth, and the mellow Cotswold stone of the houses glowed like amber as the rays of the sun deepened from gold to copper.

Holly is reading
The Little Broomstick by Mary Stewart
And as it tore past the upper boughs, with Mary clinging for dear life to the handle, there was a scream and a crackle of twigs, and, with paws stretched like a flying squirrel, Tib flung himself out of the lime tree and on to the back of the broom. The broomstick jerked slightly under the impact, and then tore on, up, straight as a spear, towards the sagging clouds.

Lily is reading
The Monster at the End of this Book by Jon Stone
Listen, I have an idea. If you do not turn any pages, we will never get to the end of this book.
And that is good, because there is a Monster at the end of this book.

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