Wednesday, 27 June 2012

Hi Bloggers,

Still need more to meet my 100 pre orders please go ahead and buy one today sbpra.com/pollypperkins/
Thanks
Polly x


Here is another small excerpt to entice you to make an order, also please spread the word I still need lots more to be ordered or it will never be published.





“I can assure you she is not! I know her mother and she had her own husband until quite recently.” Drake shrieked.                                                                                                             “But, we do need your help please Drake, could you show us where your tribe dwell and we can see for ourselves.” Herbert pleaded.                                                                                                “It will have to be tomorrow now” said mother,” its dark and late and I have chores to finish, so you find this nice young man a bed for the night and we will tackle the situation in the morning. Mother’s word was final. Gabriel took Drake up some stairs to a very cosy room full of cushions and feather beds, it was glorious. Drake was left alone and his thoughts turned to Donnella. His last words to her were very harsh, she must be worried sick, I bet she thinks I have gone back to the Wah Wah tribe. My goodness, my darling! -Back at the hedgerow, Donnella was thinking exactly that.
After her tearful moment she had gone back to find Drake, to tell him that she would be by his side whatever he decided. She could not find him. He wasn’t there! She scurried around their home and discovered he hadn’t taken any provisions or even his walking shoes. She started to get a little worried and as night fell she felt the baby kicking, she took herself off to bed and decided she would go out looking for him at first light.
Meanwhile, by the old oak tree everyone was sleeping. They had organised everything for the wedding. They still hadn’t found Tony the owl so they were going to look for a replacement, first thing. Suddenly, Daphne awoke. She nudged Petal and said, “I heard a noise Petal, did you hear it?” They both lay very still for a moment and they both heard a groaning noise as if someone was in pain.                                                                                                                                   “We must find out who is making the noise and go and tend to them immediately.” Daphne said worriedly.   “But you can’t see a thing!” Petal replied,    Leave it, we will look in the morning, it will still be there!”                                                                                                                          “Ok!” Daphne responded, but she knew she wouldn’t get back to sleep; she just lay there listening out for the sound, listening, listening. Eventually she drifted off to sleep. The sun rose and Daphne went out to look for the creature that had made the noises. There was nothing around anywhere, she was quite bemused. She told the others when they all awoke and nobody had any clues as to what was making the noises.
She thought to herself, I’m glad I didn’t get up and spend time looking around for whatever it was. But, she was in a reasonably caring mood and she said to Petal. “Shall we ask Petunia to take us over to the chickens today; we can tell them about the concert date and see how they are doing.”        
“Good idea” replied Petal, “Let’s go over to Petunia and Elgar and ask them.”
Petunia and Elgar were busy looking for flooring for their new home, they had moved in together and were very happy. Daphne had put the idea of visiting the chickens to them. Petunia agreed, she had promised the chickens she would return with the full complement of fairies very soon, so this was going to be the day. They gathered what they needed and set off towards the cherry blossom tree where the chickens were last seen.
Daphne said, “I must confess, I am quite excited about seeing them again.”
“Me too” said Petal. They continued and eventually got to the weeping willow and from there Petunia could remember the way to the cherry blossom tree.

Enjoy.
Polly x




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