“Good grief,” Fred said under his breath. “A rainbow.”įred noticed the rainbow, too.
But, to the woodchuck’s dismay, the fat, smelly people stayed put. “Nice break from the kids,” the man agreed.Įventually the rain stopped and the sun returned, scattering the meadow with diamonds of light. Hubble,” the woman said after a while, “this really isn’t so bad, is it?” The odor of the human beings’ wet clothing wasn’t much better than the whiff of pig he’d gotten earlier. “We’re soaked to the skin,” said the man, who had a big ham under his arm.įred held his nose. But he turned silent when a pair of fat, ugly human beings came running in under the tree. ” Being a woodchuck who lived alone, he often talked to himself.
Stuck, Fred passed the time complaining about the filthy habits of woodpeckers. Then he was nearly deafened by a clap of thunder, and right after that a violent cracking sound set his very bones vibrating. When he poked his head out to look for something better, he was momentarily blinded by a flash of lightning. This required little effort-woodchucks are distant relatives of squirrels-but the hole was a dreadful mess. Since there was nothing he hated more than getting his fur wet, Fred scampered up into a hole in a maple by the roadside. He was a good ways from his burrow-nearly to the pig farm, judging by the whiff of the sloppy beasts he’d just caught. One spring afternoon Fred was out foraging for food in the meadow when an inky cloud seeped over the sun. Lamar wants to make his family happy, but is doing what is expected of him worth losing the only true friend he’s ever had?įull of bite and beauty that will make you think of White Fang, then Ferdinand, this story cuts to the heart of what’s most important: being true to yourself, and being true to others.We have SO many more books for kids in the in-beTWEEN age that we’d love to share with you! Sign up for our IN THE MIDDLE books newsletter and you’ll receive news about other great books, exclusive excerpts, games, author interviews, and more! While the other infractions can be begrudgingly tolerated, this one cannot, and the unity of the pack is in jeopardy. Blue Boy grows increasingly dismayed at Lamar’s lack of wolf instincts, and then Lamar does the intolerable: he becomes attracted to a coyote. He has little interest in peacocking in front of other clans. He worries if his younger siblings fall behind in the hunt. But Lamar is not turning out the way his father hoped. Blue Boy, the alpha male of his pack, is the largest wolf many have ever seen, and his dream is to have a firstborn son who will take after him in every way. Born into rankings and expected to live up to their roles. A young wolf seeks the bravery to be himself in this “rich take on the wild that quickens the pulse and fills the heart” ( Kirkus Reviews), from the author of National Book Award Finalist Mean Margaret and The Wainscott Weasel.
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