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The prizes for the Release Day Giveaway are 2 ToiBox fan packs consisting of : 1 Eternal Curse book poster, 1 Eternal Curse book t-shirt, 1 Eternal Curse book pen, 1 signed paperback copy of 40 Days and Nights of Eternal Curse,1 super special ToiBox exclusive- *Toi’s Shorts, and a $10 gift card to Amazon.com.
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I’ll be accepting pre-orders now and will begin to ship out pre-orders on December 16, 2013, based on the order in which invoices are paid. The window to pre-order this book ends January 27, 2014.
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“Out of all my ill-fitting hats, one has never given me a headache like you do.”
“I’ve only begun to give you a headache,” she whispered and turned around and walked down the steps.
She got to the landing before I was close enough to grab her wrist, stopping her escape. She wiggled, freeing her hand. When I refused to back off, she moved her leg like she was going to knee me in the groin, so I completely closed the gap between us, pressing my hips against hers. She had no movement to strike.
“I’m done with this charade!” I yelled even though we were millimeters away from each other. “Everything you say doesn’t make a lick of sense. Why did you come here? Surely it wasn’t just to annoy me.”
“Just because you don’t understand my way of thinking, it doesn’t mean that I don’t make sense!” she yelled. “You’re such a—”
“A what?” I interrupted. “An Otherworlder?”
She stepped closer, even though I hadn’t thought it possible, making it clear that I hadn’t intimidated her. Even though I was taller than her, she stood on her tip toes, making us closer to the same height.
“Actually, I was going to say that you are such a boy! What’s an Otherworlder, Ryley? I’m not sure that word even has a definition, or did you make it up? Now, who sounds crazy?” she said, spreading her arms wide.
I’d forgotten about everyone else in existence. Everyone was staring. Judging from the context spoken, I did sound more insane than she.
“What is Wonderland, Alice Mae?”
“Do you not remember anything?” She seemed genuinely frustrated.
“I’m not in the habit of remembering places I have never been, you stupid girl!”
“Don’t call me that!” She socked me in the gut. Normally, I would have thought it cute that she tried to attack me since she was so feeble, but today it only aggravated me.
“I was alerted that your father’s car had moved,” Alice Mae said. “Was he able to answer any of your questions?”
The hall got so quiet, not a single person coughed. I wanted to rip the damn rabbit’s head off, but it was in my backpack that I’d dropped when I noticed the hat carnage in my locker.
“My dad is not around,” I said.
“Interesting phrasing,” Alice Mae said, analyzing my comment. She tapped her finger on her chin like she was deep in thought. “You didn’t say he was dead, nor did you confirm it. Perchance you and your mom made up a series of lies about him?”
I had to shut her up before she told everyone the truth! I wanted to strangle her. I hated how she could completely destroy me with a few simple words. She knew my deepest secret, and now she was telling the whole school about my whacked-out dad!
“—where does he live Ryley? I can’t seem to remember its name. It was some kind—”
I slapped my free hand over her mouth. She bit down. I pulled my hand away. Teeth marks were embedded in my skin. Smirking at me, she licked her lips.
“You instigated this war!” she said. She spoke more loudly. She was right. Her voice did carry. “Your father isn’t dead. He’s insa—”
In a stated of extreme panic, I did the only logical thing I could think of to shut her up.
I kissed her.
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Visit Sarah J. Pepper’s website to learn more about her unique retelling of the classic Wonderland tale, right here at: http://www.peppersreadingcorner.com/.
Also, check out her special Facebook interview here.
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Today is a very special treat. This is just one of many stops on the Bethlehem Tour so, let’s get right into things. The talented author, Sheila Deeth, is going to interview a shepherd boy and give a peek into his world.
Sheila: Thank you for the warm welcome Toi. I have a guest with me who’s been working on the hills near Bethlehem. I wondered if your readers would like to meet him.
Could you tell us your name, young man?
Boy: Eli, miss.
Sheila: And how old are you Eli?
Eli: Nearly twelve.
Sheila: And what do you do?
Eli: I’m a shepherd, miss. Like my dad. Like my dad’s dad.
Sheila: Your granddad, right? I remember you talking about him.
Eli: Yeah. Granddad’s a shepherd too, but he don’t get around too well these days. Sheep can chase him faster ‘an he chases them.
Sheila: Do you live with your granddad?
Eli: Not rightly, no. Mom and the kids live in a room over his house in Bethlehem. But me and the men, we stay out on the hills, looking after sheep.
Sheila: There are an awful lot of sheep out there. Are they all yours?
Eli: No. They’re everyone’s sheep. We all work together, looking after ‘em.
Sheila: Even when it’s cold?
Eli: Well, we’ve got tents and camp fires so we’re warm enough, unless it’s really bad. When it snows, we come down to town and put the sheep in the stables.
Sheila: Where are the stables?
Eli: Under the houses of course. We’ve nearly all got stables in the caves.
Sheila: So, I heard something rather special happened in a stable recently.
Eli: That’s right miss. That’s what you wanted me to talk about innit? ‘Course, I wasn’t there. But my Mom says it was cool.
Sheila: What happened?
Eli: Well, it was during the census thing. You heard about that?
Sheila: When people had to be registered in their home towns?
Eli: Those Roman overlords lording it over us, yeah. They had everyone travelling, roads all packed, and then the houses too. I mean, where you gonna put grandparents, parents, aunts and uncles, cousins three times removed plus their best friend’s sister in a one-room house?
Sheila: One room and a stable, right?
Eli: Yeah. So when this family arrives, a Mom and Dad, except she’s not properly a Mom yet, she has her baby in the stable.
Sheila: Was the baby all right?
Eli: He was perfect, they say, and half the town there looking at him.
Sheila: Why?
Eli: Well… shuffles awkwardly… that was our fault, sorta. ‘Cause these angels…
Sheila: Angels?
Eli: Yeah, angels—heavenly beings and all that. They were shining and singing out all over the sky. Then old Granddad—he’d been complaining all night about there being too much noise—well, just as he’s finally starting to snore and letting the rest of us sleep, these angels start up.
Sheila: Singing?
Eli: Yeah, but not like any singing you’ve ever heard. Just, wow, like sheep and birds and stars and trees and leaves… and harps and music… I dunno. Like heaven maybe?
Sheila: They just sang?
Eli: They told us about the baby too. Told us Bible stuff, all about the Messiah as well. Folks now, they think Messiah’s gonna be a soldier or king maybe, and he’ll kick the Romans out. But we used to know the Messiah was gonna be a baby—born, not chosen, you see.
Sheila: Like that baby in the stable?
Eli: The angels said he was the Son of David, which kinda means Messiah. They said we should go see him so we did; even Granddad—I held his arm so he could run. Then we get there and this star’s shining over the house, but we go round back to the stable and find the baby there. We must have made too much noise though, just like Granddad kept saying, ‘cause then all the village comes running around to see ‘im. Place was packed out.
Sheila: So, was the baby the Messiah?
Eli: Well, I guess he is; it’s what the angels said. And these king-type people came to see him too, so he must be special.
Sheila: Kings?
Eli: Well, whatever. Foreigners, and not Romans. Rich guys with camels. We saw them just a few weeks back, riding along the road from Jerusalem. Then they just carried on after they’d seen him, out toward Decapolis.
Sheila: Can you tell us what’s the baby like?
Eli: Um, just a kid. He’ll be walking soon, so not a baby any more. But he’s kinda cute. Like a sheep with no wool. Smiles.
Sheila: Well, thinking of sheep, perhaps I should let you get back to your flocks now.
Eli: Thank you. I guess I should go. Actually… He frowns.
Sheila: Is something wrong?
Eli: Well, there’s soldiers out there on the road. Can you see them? Herod’s soldiers marching down from t’Herodium. You don’t suppose the old king’s planning to kill the Messiah kid do you? Man, this looks bad. Runs out the door.
Sheila: I guess our little interview’s over then. You take care, Eli, and thank you for talking with us. ‘Bye. And thank you, too, Toi.
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Book Title: Bethlehem’s Baby
Series: The Five Minute Bible StoryTM Series, #6
Author: Sheila Deeth
Publisher: Cape Arago Press
Reading Level: Mid-grade
Genre: Christian fiction, children’s fiction, Bible stories
Meet the Emperor Augustus’s advisors, the quiet research student helping wise men study stars, the shepherd whose granddad keeps complaining, an Egyptian fisherboy, a Roman soldier, and more in this set of 40 5-minute read-aloud stories based around the events of the Christ Child’s birth in Bethlehem.
Author Bio
Sheila Deeth is an English American, Catholic Protestant, mathematician writer, with a deep love of the Bible, faith, science, history and writing… and dogs.
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Today is a very special treat. This is just one of many stops on the 