In this funny fantasy-mystery the reader will learn how a town in grave peril from a shape-shifting being, was eventually saved from disaster by a college freshman assisted by a multilingual mouse and a giant with a past ASK YOUR LIBRARIAN TO ORDER THIS ONE ISBN 9781934376218 LCIP 2010000101 5.5 X 8.5 in. 192pp. Perfectbound: $17. list College freshman Zachary Burnross investigates a scheme that he finds will cheat townfolk out of a vital fluid in exchange for a phony university diploma. CLICK if it's your pleasure to hear one of Zachary's sentimental favorites (here honoring gorgeous Willow Runcible): In this passage from Something for Nothing Zachary is not yet aware of the potential evil and now hopes to make a small profit by recruiting Sheriff Chaud for the Balona University free diploma program. He approaches the sheriff's kitchen: "Zachary!" shouted Mrs. Chaud, a large-boned, friendly lady. "Come on in and have a nice warm bearclaw." The kind of bearclaw she was offering is a tasty baked treat stuffed with raisins and topped with frosting. She bakes them herself. How could I refuse? I seated myself at the kitchen table where the sheriff was undoing a cardboard box. "I got tired of a nine-millimeter, even though it's got a twenty-shot clip," he said, busily hacking at the box with his butter knife. "So I got me one that will do a better job with less bullets." "Wow," I said, displaying appreciation for both Mrs. Chaud's bearclaw fresh from the oven and for the sheriff's improved job potential. "Looky here," he said, removing a large blue-black object from its wrappings. It was a monster revolver. "This here is a Benvolio Fifty-five. It's a huge-big caliber bore, Zachary, bigger even than the sniper rifle the soldier boys use. It will take off not only the head of a evil-doer, it will take off his whole neck, along with his adam's-apple." "Oooo," said Mrs. Chaud, approvingly. The BUZZ about Something for Nothing Excerpt from Something for Nothing Author's E-Mail The music for this page of BalonaBooks is "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair" by Debussy
College freshman Zachary Burnross investigates a scheme that he finds will cheat townfolk out of a vital fluid in exchange for a phony university diploma. CLICK if it's your pleasure to hear one of Zachary's sentimental favorites (here honoring gorgeous Willow Runcible): In this passage from Something for Nothing Zachary is not yet aware of the potential evil and now hopes to make a small profit by recruiting Sheriff Chaud for the Balona University free diploma program. He approaches the sheriff's kitchen: "Zachary!" shouted Mrs. Chaud, a large-boned, friendly lady. "Come on in and have a nice warm bearclaw." The kind of bearclaw she was offering is a tasty baked treat stuffed with raisins and topped with frosting. She bakes them herself. How could I refuse? I seated myself at the kitchen table where the sheriff was undoing a cardboard box. "I got tired of a nine-millimeter, even though it's got a twenty-shot clip," he said, busily hacking at the box with his butter knife. "So I got me one that will do a better job with less bullets." "Wow," I said, displaying appreciation for both Mrs. Chaud's bearclaw fresh from the oven and for the sheriff's improved job potential. "Looky here," he said, removing a large blue-black object from its wrappings. It was a monster revolver. "This here is a Benvolio Fifty-five. It's a huge-big caliber bore, Zachary, bigger even than the sniper rifle the soldier boys use. It will take off not only the head of a evil-doer, it will take off his whole neck, along with his adam's-apple." "Oooo," said Mrs. Chaud, approvingly.
In this passage from Something for Nothing Zachary is not yet aware of the potential evil and now hopes to make a small profit by recruiting Sheriff Chaud for the Balona University free diploma program. He approaches the sheriff's kitchen:
"Zachary!" shouted Mrs. Chaud, a large-boned, friendly lady. "Come on in and have a nice warm bearclaw." The kind of bearclaw she was offering is a tasty baked treat stuffed with raisins and topped with frosting. She bakes them herself. How could I refuse? I seated myself at the kitchen table where the sheriff was undoing a cardboard box. "I got tired of a nine-millimeter, even though it's got a twenty-shot clip," he said, busily hacking at the box with his butter knife. "So I got me one that will do a better job with less bullets." "Wow," I said, displaying appreciation for both Mrs. Chaud's bearclaw fresh from the oven and for the sheriff's improved job potential. "Looky here," he said, removing a large blue-black object from its wrappings. It was a monster revolver. "This here is a Benvolio Fifty-five. It's a huge-big caliber bore, Zachary, bigger even than the sniper rifle the soldier boys use. It will take off not only the head of a evil-doer, it will take off his whole neck, along with his adam's-apple." "Oooo," said Mrs. Chaud, approvingly.
The music for this page of BalonaBooks is "The Girl with the Flaxen Hair" by Debussy