Today I just flipped through the book and I stopped on page 154.And I flopped straight down on top of Jagger.
And a terrifying clown sprang up from under the covers.
“AAAAAARRGGGHHHHHHH!” I screamed.
After I screamed some more (which I won’t detail here), I saw it wasn’t a clown, or Jagger, but, in fact, a dummy dressed up as a clown, which Jagger had set up in his bed with a trigger switch and hydraulic piston system, probably designed to give his mum the scare of her life. That boy had too much time on his hands.
Release Day Blitz ~ It Was All The Pie’s Fault by Elizabeth SaFleur