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The Lost Dragon
The Lost Dragon
The Lost Dragon
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The Lost Dragon

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Ben has a dragon hanging out in his yard. It shows no signs of wanting to leave, and he's sure it's only a matter of time before something really bad happens. Things are getting desperate. But when his plan to get rid of the dragon backfires, he must use his wits, a lot of luck and the help of an unlikely companion to get out of the situation. A dragon might find it simple, but Ben? Not so much!

LanguageEnglish
PublisherRiley Press
Release dateSep 8, 2018
ISBN9781386640493
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    The Lost Dragon - Judith Wade

    Also by Judith Wade

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    The Lost Dragon

    A Riley Press Publication

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    rileypress@yahoo.com

    EDITING BY JUDITH HUDSON, Randy Pearson and Rosalie Petrouske

    Formatting by Colleen Nye

    Cover by Colleen Nye

    Copyright © 2018 Loraine Hudson

    ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without written permission from the publisher.

    This is a work of fiction. All characters and situations appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, or personal situations is purely coincidental.

    Prologue

    Dragons don’t like cranberries.

    Dragons won’t eat cat food.

    They aren’t fond of English muffins or chicken pot pies, either.

    As you can tell, I know a quite lot about dragons.

    I know most people can’t see them. I know some people can, but think they’re seeing something else—a dog, or a cactus, and maybe a lot of different things. And then there are some people who can see dragons perfectly well and wish we couldn’t. I’m one of those people, have you guessed?

    I never wanted to believe I was seeing dragons. In all the stories I read and watched on TV, dragons were huge and scaly and mean, and they did awful things like burning up entire forests and knocking down castles. Plus, it always seemed as if they should be imaginary, and the problem was, dragons weren’t imaginary to me. From the time I was very little, I would hear this funny Pop!–kind of like the sound your ears make when you’ve got a really bad cold–and then catch a glimpse of something that looked just like a dragon (yes, huge and scaly and mean). But no matter how hard I tried to see it better, the dragon would disappear a few seconds later. Pretty soon, I figured I had to decide if I was going crazy, or if maybe something was really there, so one day I tried telling my mom about it.

    I explained that I had just seen a dragon lurking around the corner by Parson’s Grocery and I showed her right where it was. She looked in the direction I was pointing, but then she frowned and said she didn’t see anything. It was gone by that time anyway, of course, but when I told her it had disappeared, she said, Stop that, Ben! You need to learn not to tell tall tales.

    That really confused me. At the time, I didn’t know that a tall tale meant a story with made up things, and I couldn’t figure out what or who was tall, and what or who had a tail, besides the dragons of course. I started to ask her, but then I decided not to, because we were going shopping and I wanted a Phoenix Suns basketball poster. I didn’t want her to forget to buy me my poster while she was thinking about dragons. Dragons can be pretty distracting. Believe me, I know.

    Later on, I found out what a tall tale was, and I felt sort of bad about it because there was a time that I did tell tall tales, quite a few of them. Once I told my mom I saw a giant snake that maybe had escaped from the pet store. I told her it was by the road, and that it had crawled toward me and I was really, really scared. She ended up calling Hayden’s dad and they ran down the sidewalk to look for it, but there was nothing there, so I had to say maybe it crawled away. She didn’t believe me and grounded me for the weekend, but my story was partially true. I did see a snake, and it probably did crawl away. It just wasn’t a very big one. I don’t know why I told her it was a huge snake. I think maybe I felt bad about my dad moving to Tucson. Or maybe that wasn’t it, but my mom never forgot the snake thing.

    I have pretty much stopped telling tall tales, but I’ve decided I’m not going crazy. I really do see dragons. You might be thinking it’s hard to tell what something is when you just catch sight of it for a moment, but to me a dragon is sort of unmistakable. They never look like dogs or a cactus or anything other than dragons, even if I am only catching a glimpse. And that’s how I always see them. Like huge, scaly, mean-looking monsters that I spot for just a moment, and when I try to look really hard, they disappear.

    But I'd better get to my story, because the dragon I’m about to talk about wasn’t one I saw out of the corner of my eye. This one was another thing altogether.

    Chapter One

    Here’s how it all happened .

    It was a Tuesday afternoon, and I remember the sun was shining really brightly, although it’s pretty much always sunny in Arizona, which is where I live.

    Hayden, Tyler and I were walking home from school, with Hayden and Tyler sort of pretend-fighting like they do all the time.

    Look out, dude! grunted Tyler. Here comes my right hook! Hayden ducked and kicked out one foot like a kick-boxer. I ignored them because soccer practice was canceled and I was checking my cell phone for the television movie list. I opened my mouth to complain that there weren’t any action movies on the movie channel, and why did they always have to show the good movies at times I couldn’t watch them, when we walked around the corner by

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