Harold had no idea what to make of it. Sitting on his bed in the gathering dusk, he decided he wouldn’t rest until he figured out the mystery.
“Harold! Dinner!”
“Coming, Ma!”
He stuffed the sketchbook back under the mattress and hurried down to dinner.
Acknowledgments
I would like to thank Jennifer Notman, my editor, and all the good people at Penguin Canada. I would also like to thank Lorne, Morgan, Beth, Zoe, Robbie, and Kim for reading the early drafts. Finally, thank you to all the librarians who have embraced my books. They are the secret heroes and heroines of reading.