Little Amelia is a unique kind of dragon, being the only white dragon left alive, she finds it hard to make friends in her new home. With her mother killed and an evil dragon who would kill her too if she was found out Amelia has a lot on her plate, plus, to top it all of; she has been already had her marriage arranged before she even hatched to the Prince himself! Can little Amelia find her footing in this strange world and regain her mother's Kingdome once more or will the evil black dragon finally eliminate the last of the white dragons?
To my surprise (and delight) this was the winning entry in the Drabbles Contest.
My Mom turns 91 this year and my Dad lives in a care facility some 800 miles away. They divorced when I was 13 and my Dad and I hadn't spoken to each other for about fifteen years. These stories are based on recent conversations and events.
It was 1967, and in this time prejudice and hatred for anyone other than a white person was still breading and growing. It was just in an underground quiet sort of way. Even though racism and prejudice was frowned upon and times were changing. The next generation was growing up and becoming members of the community, with voices that wanted to be heard. The deep ground roots of hatred still existed, and this is what worried Margret and Edward Lea.
A PORTION OF THE PROCEEDS FROM EVERY SALE OF THIS BOOK ARE DONATED TO THE HOLOCAUST MUSEUM OF HOUSTON, TEXAS. Read the first chapter for free here, and then buy the book directly on our website (store.greygeckopress.com) or on Amazon!
Every Friday for the last 25 years of her life, I had lunch with Charlotte and each week she told me more of her extraordinary story. To all appearances, she was a strong and dignified survivor, with old-world courtesies, a twinkling sense of humor, and a lilting Austrian syntax. Yet deep within, she'd been scarred by a profound personal trauma.
Finally, just before she died at the age of 91, she chose to entrust me with this profound secret, and all at once I understood how it had affected her entire adult life. This is a story of friendship and strength, of courage and betrayal. It is an epic tale set against the backdrop of history.
Little Amelia is a unique kind of dragon, being the only white dragon left alive, she finds it hard to make friends in her new home. With her mother killed and an evil dragon who would kill her too if she was found out Amelia has a lot on her plate, plus, to top it all of; she has been already had her marriage arranged before she even hatched to the Prince himself! Can little Amelia find her footing in this strange world and regain her mother's Kingdome once more or will the evil black dragon finally eliminate the last of the white dragons?
To my surprise (and delight) this was the winning entry in the Drabbles Contest.
My Mom turns 91 this year and my Dad lives in a care facility some 800 miles away. They divorced when I was 13 and my Dad and I hadn't spoken to each other for about fifteen years. These stories are based on recent conversations and events.
It was 1967, and in this time prejudice and hatred for anyone other than a white person was still breading and growing. It was just in an underground quiet sort of way. Even though racism and prejudice was frowned upon and times were changing. The next generation was growing up and becoming members of the community, with voices that wanted to be heard. The deep ground roots of hatred still existed, and this is what worried Margret and Edward Lea.
A PORTION OF THE PROCEEDS FROM EVERY SALE OF THIS BOOK ARE DONATED TO THE HOLOCAUST MUSEUM OF HOUSTON, TEXAS. Read the first chapter for free here, and then buy the book directly on our website (store.greygeckopress.com) or on Amazon!
Every Friday for the last 25 years of her life, I had lunch with Charlotte and each week she told me more of her extraordinary story. To all appearances, she was a strong and dignified survivor, with old-world courtesies, a twinkling sense of humor, and a lilting Austrian syntax. Yet deep within, she'd been scarred by a profound personal trauma.
Finally, just before she died at the age of 91, she chose to entrust me with this profound secret, and all at once I understood how it had affected her entire adult life. This is a story of friendship and strength, of courage and betrayal. It is an epic tale set against the backdrop of history.