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Dead Hairy

By Debbie Thomas

While Squashy Grandma's the teeth get caught at the back of the radiator, Abbie calls the Very bizarre task guy. Matt Platt and his even odder daughter Perdita invite Abbie to the Hair Museum, the place background has hairstyles and fish have beards. Drawn right into a hair-raising hunt for Perdita's mother, Abbie befriends a solid of whacky characters. yet waddling within the shadows is a fiendish foe: the white-suited, lemon-haired Dr. Hubris Klench. This quirky story, choked with screwballs and pitfalls, will tickle teenagers, mom and dad, and squashy grandmas alike.

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She’d do something to be again brushing Perdita’s. She sighed. Winnie snuggled as much as her. Coriander kissed her brow. ‘Now then, Win,’ she acknowledged in a timely fashion, ‘how approximately a few lunch? ’ three - lacking ‘Don’t ask for biscuits,’ stated Mum the subsequent afternoon. ‘And you could’ve brushed your hair. ’ She became left off the most street right into a twisty lane. ‘OK Mum, sorry Mum,’ acknowledged Abbie, messing her milky espresso curls much more. ‘And for goodness sake, take your wellies off inside of. ’ They suggestion the Platts needs to continue to exist a farm simply because Perdita’s instructions stated park by means of a gate right into a box. They reached the gate. They inspiration back. there has been the sector okay, muddy from final night’s rain. It used to be dotted with darkish eco-friendly trees. however it appeared not anything like a farm. The trees have been squat and trimmed into unusual shapes. What’s that known as back, notion Abbie. Tapiry? Toppery? Topiary – that’s it. She grinned as she remembered one in every of her favorite vehicle video games: mentioning a middle or cockerel-shaped bush simply in time for Ollie to overlook it. yet there have been no hearts or cockerels right here. simply balls on stems. a few balls had a dangly triangle either side. Others have been soft on best with little tufts on the aspect. And others have been huge balls with small balls on best – like fat-bottomed quantity eights, or Big-Bum Beryl, Abbie’s song instructor. in the midst of the sphere stood a around tower. The bricks have been fleshy purple. on the backside of the tower used to be an arched wood door. Above the door, in a vertical line, rose 4 around barred home windows. The roof was once rusty purple thatch. It brushed the pinnacle window like a perimeter. columns of interwoven thatch, additionally rusty purple, hung down, one either side of the tower. And tied around the backside of every column was once an enormous, yellow … ribbon. as though – good, as though the tower had plaits! Abbie gasped. That used to be it. Hairstyles. not only the tower, the trees too. these balls on stems have been like heads on necks. The dangly triangles have been bunches. The tufty timber have been balding heads. And the big-bottomed quantity eights have been heads with buns. Mum switched the engine off. Her mouth opened, closed and opened back. ‘Cooo-wul,’ breathed Abbie. She fingered the tape recorder within the right-hand pocket of her jacket. The door within the tower opened. Perdita seemed, waving madly. She part bounced, part flew in the direction of them like an exceptional daddy longlegs. Her plaits danced, her eyes danced, even her tooth danced. She used to be donning a couple of furry trousers which gave the look of they’d been hacked from the conceal of a few mountain beast. ‘You can’t move in there! ’ hissed Mum from the aspect of her mouth. ‘Please,’ Abbie whispered, ‘I’ll be positive. ’ ‘We don’t understand them. That lady appears bonkers. ’ after all she’s bonkers, concept Abbie. What she acknowledged, although, used to be, ‘Perdita’s beautiful. She didn’t giggle at Grandma. ’ That used to be a primary between Abbie’s neighbors. Mum raised an eyebrow. ‘And Dad quite loved Mr Platt. ’ Perdita used to be mountaineering over the gate with a smile wider than her face. Abbie performed her top card. ‘We can’t go away now. What would it not seem like? ’ As ordinary, that did the trick.

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