The Dragon’s Eye
CHAPTER ONE Mrs. Smith
IT WAS EARLY, far too early to wake up in the summer, when Erec Ulysses Rex’s alarm clock went off. The thing paced on its tiny metal legs until it could not stand to wait anymore. Then it kicked a marble that hit Erec right in the cheek, just below his glass eye.
Erec rubbed his face and moaned. He opened his good eye. His alarm clock was doing a kind of end-zone dance. It...