I'm reading Dean Koontz's Frankenstein series on my Kindle. I'm about a third of the way through book Four - The Dead Town - when I read a passage that made me realize this book would be the perfect bedtime story for our dear little Redhen.....
'.......He expected something insectile to spring out of the splitting sack, nothing half as attractive as a Monarch butterfly, some strange hybrid cockroach with three heads or a spider with the face of an evil pig........'
I know what I'm getting Red for Christmas!
'.......He expected something insectile to spring out of the splitting sack, nothing half as attractive as a Monarch butterfly, some strange hybrid cockroach with three heads or a spider with the face of an evil pig........'
I know what I'm getting Red for Christmas!