When the rains passed, and evening was well on its way (though the sun still burned white-hot in the firmament), Little Blue lifted her head from under the scrap of newsprint and sighed.
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Tatterhood
Little Red Tatterhood
© Ayr/Gray
Perhaps Rose could have been more wary on her weekly walk to Granny’s apartment, but she knew the way and felt confident in her red cape and hood. How could she go wrong? It had plenty of pockets! And she had her wooden spoon to fend off any attackers. Continue reading
Baba and the Hood
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Squinting, she ran a wrinkled hand around its polished brass curves, walking all around the vehicle as she examined all surfaces and admired its fine detailing, inside and out. Continue reading
Valley of the Trolls 