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160 pages, Paperback
First published October 1, 1982



”The beak will be made of cheese,” she said.
“What beak?”
“The beak of the great chicken monster. I have it planned. The beak will be completely of old cheese. That way Mama won’t mind if I take it. It will be old cheese, and I will carve the beak with a spoon. Into this cheese I’m making a gripping place for my teeth, and then there will be this pointy beak coming out.”
“It’ll rot,” said Billy.
“No, it won’t,” said Emma.
“It’ll rot, and you’ll smell. No one will give you any candy.”
“They will,” said Emma with confidence. “And if I get hungry, I can eat it.”
“The candy?” said Billy.
“The beak,” said Emma. “I can chew it off from the inside.”
“That’s the stupidest thing I ever heard,” said Billy.
“I’m only five,” said Emma.
come to my blog!Billy had always been shy. At least that's the way it had been for as long as he could remember. Sometimes, when he had nothing better to do, he would try and figure out what it was that had started the shyness, or when it was that it started, but he couldn't remember. His teachers at school said it was because Billy's parents were divorced. They had been divorced two years, and Billy lived with his mother and stepfather. His real father was an actor in Los Angeles, California, and Billy didn't get to see him very much.
It's hard getting used to a stepfather," Billy's teachers would say. "That's why William is withdrawn."
Billy didn't like being called William, and he didn't think his teachers were right, not completely right anyway. He remembered always liking to be quiet. Even as a tiny boy there was so much to look at and listen to, so much to understand. Too much talking got in the way. (42)