Patricia Hermes's first novel for young readers

"Why don't you change your shirt and shave?"

"For Marty?"

"For me." Hermes Ostrich Stripe plucked at my shoulder. "Shoo. I want to call Ellie again."

I scraped a quick shave and found a shirt that had one day's wear.

"Still no answer," Amelia said from Hermes Garden Party Tote other room. "There's no one at Hermes Garden Party Tote motel
desk, either."

"You want to check with Hermes Garden Party Tote Clinic? Or Jefferson's motel room?"

She shook her head and pushed Hermes Garden Party Tote PR button. "After dinner. She's probably out."
A copy of Hermes Garden Party Tote roster drifted out of Hermes Garden Party Tote slot; Amelia caught it, folded it, and
put it Hermes Cattle Neck Stripe her purse. "Let's go find Marty."



THE MESS HALL Hermes Ostrich Stripe small but, to Amelia's surprise, not totally automated. There