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*lizzie always made up stories to keep her company, so a witch lived in Grampa's weather research station and was only held at bay by waving a certain weed. An ancient road drader morphed into a boat carrying wild adventures to islands filled with sheep that turned into lions and cannibles. Now, filled with fantasy and love, ther stories of her imagination have found their way into the mundane world. And when *lizzie has to return to her mundane life, she's the ~Lunch Lady~ at a private school. Author and lunch lady--what a combination!</p>
