E.F. Gordon

“I smell sulfur,” Ruff exclaimed, dashing beneath the table so he could cower beneath my legs. The beast I had expected didn’t make an appearance, what turned the corner was my petite daughter Brandy, dressed in black track pants, and a hot pink top, with her pale hair in braids. “WHAT ARE YOU ALL STARING AT?” she demanded, her voice deep and distorted as she took her seat and gazed down at her plate. Book #1 Sneeze Fart Shift Book #2 Ghouls Gone Wild Book #3 Crimson Tide

“Ah, ha, I knew it,” Brandon breathed triumphantly as he released my hair. “What did you know?” I asked Brandon in confusion. Brandon displayed something black he had captured between his thumb and forefinger, “You have fleas,” he announced dramatically, not bothering to hide his disgust. Book #1 Sneeze Fart Shift Book #2 Ghouls Gone Wild Book #3 Crimson Tide

Cassie’s brow creased and Edwin for a moment Edwin thought she was going to shame him for trying to take her grandmother away, but then Cassie surprised him by whispering, “Who else is down there with you?” Edwin was puzzled by the question, but that was when the dust under the air stirred, and before Edwin had a chance to react, something snatched his leg and gave it a healthy yank. Book #1 Sneeze Fart Shift Book #2 Ghouls Gone Wild Book #3 Crimson Tide