Peter and the Starcatchers
Dave Barry, Ridley Pearson
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Don'teven think of starting this bookunless you're sitting in a comfortable chair and have lots of time. Afast-paced, impossible-to-put-down adventure awaits as the young orphan Peterand his mates are dispatched to an island ruled by the evil King Zarboff. Theyset sail aboard the Never Land, a ship carrying a precious and mysterious trunk inits cargo hold, and the journey quickly becomes fraught with excitement anddanger.
Discoverrichly developed characters in the sweet but sophisticated Molly, the scary butfamiliar Black Stache, and the fearless Peter. Treacherous battles withpirates, foreboding thunderstorms at sea, and evocative writing immerses thereader in a story that slowly and finally reveals the secrets and mysteries ofthe beloved Peter Pan.
passenger? Scott felt the eyes of his men, awaiting his next command. Nobody understands how hard it is, being captain. Smee knelt next to the prisoner’s cage and fumbled with a heavy ring of keys, nervous under Stache’s glare. “Hurry it up!” Stache said, glancing up to check the Wasp and then the dory, now abeam of his ship and slipping behind. The prisoner, not knowing what was happening, watched apprehensively as Smee unlocked the padlock and opened the cage door. Stache pushed Smee
hunting us down in the fastest ship afloat. Molly had never felt so alone in her life. If Black Stache arrived before her father did, she had no choice: she would have to deal with the situation herself. She had to. And she could not fail. She needed an ally. Someone she could trust. She turned from the rail, to go looking for him. As she entered the ladderway, she cast one last glance back at the sea. Please hurry. CHAPTER 17 THE NEXT TARGET THE SEA DEVIL AND THE WASP, tied side
and at Molly, at the rail, her wet hair matted down, her dress torn, watching Peter intently until she knew he saw her, then mouthing something…. Fly, she was saying. Fly. “I CAN’T,” Peter shouted, moving his arms helplessly. “I CAN’T, MOLLY!” And as he shouted those words, he felt his feet touch the crest of a wave. It passed, but Peter looked down, and saw he would be in the sea soon. He scanned the waves, hoping, desperately, to see the familiar round snout. But Ammm was not there. Another
The one in the lead—the others called her, in their strange, throaty language, Teacher—turned and smiled at her school. Her long, thick hair was blond. Her teeth, white and even, were human now, exposure to the trunk having completed her transformation from fish to mermaid. The other mermaids smiled back at her. Human teeth, all. So elated were they by their triumph, so absorbed with their prize—their creator—that only one of them, a young mermaid in the back of the school, happened to see the
Stache survives the wound you inflicted on him, he will want your blood, and will stop at nothing to spill it.” “I know that,” said Peter, touching the knife in his belt. “I’ll be ready.” “There’s also that enormous crocodile,” said Leonard, “and other deadly beasts, I’m sure. And who knows what other dangers.” “I’m not afraid,” said Peter. “No, I can see you’re not,” said Leonard. “You’re a very brave young man. Perhaps a bit too brave for your own good. So if we’re going to have to leave