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    Sham-Belly Shack
    Sham-Belly Shack
    Sham-Belly Shack
    Ebook67 pages54 minutes

    Sham-Belly Shack

    By Ginny Stone

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    Only seconds after the PESCOM debacle at The Ball has been resolved, the Beetle Boys descend upon the Glen, causing more chaos.
    The younger Imaginaeries are enthralled by the arrival of this legendary gang.
    Granny Catty is incensed. She’s transported back to Sham-Belly Shack. A dark time in her life when she was married to Husband Number Eight and her husky vocals were considered captivating.
    Trapped in a dingy seamy nightclub, the feisty Cee-Cee-Lia has no option but to do her wicked husband’s bidding, biding her time until she manages to unearth some vital information.
    But that time is running out and the evil Manjoo has other plans.

    Sham-Belly is fairy story set in a real nature reserve in Pretoria, South Africa.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherGinny Stone
    Release dateMar 28, 2019
    ISBN9780463274064
    Sham-Belly Shack
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    Ginny Stone

    Ginny Stone lives in Connecticut and works as a technical editor. Her love of animals, especially cats, prompted her to write this story. She once lost her kitty for eight months. Then, miraculously, the cat showed itself to a thoughtful person who contacted Ginny, and the two friends were reunited.

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      Sham-Belly Shack - Ginny Stone

      Sham-Belly Shack

      Granny Catty’s Memoir

      Written by

      Ginny Stone

      With interjections from Igz Stone

      Sham-Belly-Shack

      Published by Ginny Stone Smashwords Edition

      2019 Copyright Ginny Stone ~

      Also available by this author

      The Imaginaeries of Faerie Glen

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      Smashwords Edition, License Notes

      This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. This ebook may not be re-sold or given away to other people. If you would like to share this book with another person, please purchase an additional copy for each recipient. If you’re reading this book and did not purchase it, or it was not purchased for your use only, then please return to your favorite ebook retailer and purchase your own copy. Thank you for respecting the hard work of this author.

      Contents

      Granny Catty aka Cee-Cee-Lia

      Manjoo

      Dastardly Plans

      Cee-Cee-Lia Needs a Break

      Brolly

      The Contest

      Fleeing for her Life

      Sham-Belly Uprising

      The Scarab Falls

      Gaia to the Rescue

      Lost and Not Found

      Granny Catty aka Cee-Cee-Lia

      Granny Catty was exasperated. Who in tarnation had invited the Beetle Boys? As if there wasn’t enough trouble in the Glen, what with old Grumpy Pants having sticky fingers and PESCOM being so disgustingly greedy? Now, these hooligans had descended and would surely cause utter havoc.

      She stomped her foot, forgetting it was clad in one of Madame Shew’s elegant stilettos, wincing as the heel wedged in the earth. She pulled it out very carefully, afraid it might break off. It was the first time she’d worn her new shews and destroying them was not on the agenda. She noticed, out of the corner of her eye, that her actions had not escaped that dratted Gogo Gaia.

      Let her look! She didn’t care. She was older and wiser than anybody else in the Glen and she could do—and wear—as she ruddy well pleased.

      Oh, Bootsi! You runty bug, stop hopping around like a demented flea! It’s just the Beetle Boys—nothing to get excited about, she sneered, taking her vile temper out on the meek little insect.

      Poor Bradley Beetle, who had been puffed up with delight at the thought of his heroes coming to visit, deflated immediately and pulled all six of his legs closer to his glossy black body, trying to make himself as unobtrusive as possible. That was a double insult, calling him both a bug and a flea.

      Catty! exclaimed Gogo Gaia, How rude. Bradley has done nothing. Apologise immediately.

      But Granny Catty merely glared at her, then turned on her fancy high heel and stalked off. Gogo Gaia watched as she snagged her magic mat from where she’d parked it and zoomed off in the direction of her tree-house.

      Proffy had witnessed the scene too.

      I’m so sorry, Gogo Gaia said, straightening one of Bradley’s drooping feelers. I’m sure she didn’t really mean it. Maybe she’s had a bit too much thiskie with Pete the Publisher at the whacking range.

      Bradley wiggled his feelers back into place. Thiskie or not, he knew that mean old baggage meant every single word. His great, great-grandfather had warned him about her. It was an urban legend, passed down from beetle to beetle—watch out for Granny Catty, for she had been known to make beetle juice! He shuddered at the thought. Marigold was hard enough to handle, but now he was also going to have to stay well clear of that grumpy old demented hag.

      He watched from the side-lines as the exotic, brilliantly coloured beetles landed, one after the other, in an open patch of ground. Their dashing Imaginaerie riders hopped off and swaggered into the excited crowd. Even the Grab-a-Spot guinea fowl taxi’s had stopped gambling with the bollywoggles and had sidled closer to the action. Bradley scuttled nearer to a green monster of a creature with fearsome looking horns. He sighed with pleasure. What a magnificent stud!

      Granny Catty zoomed onto her rickety tree-house patio and stepped off her mat. She flung the door open and sagged against the wooden counter, looking around for her cats. Not one wretched moggy to be seen when they were needed. She supposed they were all at the ball, slinking around, having the time of their furry little lives.

      Reaching for a flagon of dandelion wine on a nearby shelf, she swigged straight from the container, not bothering with an acorn beaker. Probably just as well the kitties were not

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