Bob Graham
"This is an elegant piece of living theater. . . . A book to bathe in, reminding readers that something magical is happening every instant." — Kirkus Reviews (starred review)
At 9:59 on a Thursday morning, Jodie draws a duck. As she's about to add a silver button to the duck's boot, her little brother, Jonathan, takes his first step. At the exact same moment, a man buys fresh bread at the bakery, a baby is born, a soldier
"In a story where every turn is possible, if improbable, Graham makes readers believe. High hopes and busy, vibrant artwork . . . will entice children." — Booklist (starred review)
One morning in front of Stella's house, an abandoned bus appears, looking sad as a whale on a beach. On its front, held up with packing tape, is a hand-painted sign that says Heaven. Right away, the bus brings change to Stella's street when
Two young tooth fairies make their first lost-tooth collection in Bob Graham's warm, whimsical tale.
A Junior Library Guild Selection. April Underhill, seven-year-old tooth fairy, gets a call on her cell phone. This is it! Her first tooth collection. April and her little sister, Esme, must convince Mom and Dad to let them take on the task all by themselves. But soon, two tiny fairies fly off into the night, over a highway of thundering
"Such a visual piece . . . readers young and old will return to the story to look more deeply; they won't be disappointed." — Booklist (starred review)
In a city full of hurried people, only young Will notices the bird lying hurt on the ground. With the help of his sympathetic mother, he gently wraps the injured bird and takes it home. Wistful and uplifting in true Bob Graham fashion, here is a tale of possibility —
"This is first-rate child's fare. . . . Sure to make both listeners and readers feel warm and happy when they put it down." — BOOKLIST (starred review)
There are lots of dogs of all shapes and sizes at the animal shelter. But Kate and her mom and dad know they want Dave the moment they see him. He's small and cute and a perfect fit for the end of Kate's bed. But then they see Rosy, who is old and gray and broad as a table. How can