Book Description
So what is the most innocent, least spooky thing you can imagine? An egg, right? Right. It’s perfectly smooth all over. It’s totally natural. It can’t talk. It can’t put a curse on you. It doesn’t have a soul so it can’t haunt you. Hah! Wrong! How about an egg that just won’t go away. Or one that hatches and out comes – Read the book and find out – if you dare!
About the Author
Annie Graves is twelve years old, and she has no intention of ever growing up. She is, conveniently, an orphan, and lives at an undisclosed address in the Glasnevin area of Dublin with her pet toad, Much Misunderstood, and a small black kitten, Hugh Shalby Nameless. You needn’t think she goes to school – pah! – or has anything as dull as brothers and sisters or hobbies, but let’s just say she keeps a large black cauldron on the stove. This is not her first book. She has written eight, so far, none of which is her first.