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    Molly's Got Talent: Molly Greenwood Adventures, #4
    Molly's Got Talent: Molly Greenwood Adventures, #4
    Molly's Got Talent: Molly Greenwood Adventures, #4
    Ebook150 pages1 hourMolly Greenwood Adventures

    Molly's Got Talent: Molly Greenwood Adventures, #4

    By Carmen Allen

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    Princess Molly enters a talent quest with the best intentions …
    … but she never expects two powerful forces to rise to stop her.

     

    When Princess Molly's friend, Cook Henny, gets sick, Molly sees a chance to help. She enters a talent contest to win money for a special gift to cheer up her friend, and sets off on an exciting adventure in a strange new land.

     

    But it's tough—a relentless bully is causing trouble, and Molly has to deal with a scary fear from her past. As things get harder, Molly must find the courage to stand up to her adversary and win the contest.

     

    Will Molly be brave enough to beat her fears and help Cook Henny?

     

    This allegorical story won't just have your 8-11-year-old glued to the pages long past bedtime—it's also a tale that weaves in lessons on resilience and how to handle fear.

     

    If you love Kate DiCamillo, Roald Dahl and Enid Blyton, then this book is perfect for you.

     

    BUY NOW and enter Molly's world today.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherCarmen Allen
    Release dateMay 27, 2024
    ISBN9781763520608
    Molly's Got Talent: Molly Greenwood Adventures, #4
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      Molly's Got Talent - Carmen Allen

      CHAPTER 1

      A HUGE SHOCK

      Molly handed a silver spoon to her friend, Cook Henny.

      ‘No, no, dear. I couldn’t possibly,’ the grey-haired lady chuckled.

      ‘Yes, yes – you could!’ Molly cheered with a twinkle in her eye.

      ‘You’re a cheeky little scallywag, Molly Greenwood!’

      ‘C’mon,’ Molly said, ‘let’s see who can stack the most cream onto their scone. It’ll be fun!’

      Molly and Cook Henny were in the sitting room at Hopeville Orphanage. Molly was stuffing scones into her mouth – scones baked by Cook, of course. Cook Henny had worked at the orphanage for many years, whipping up meals to fill hungry tummies, but she kept Sundays free for Molly’s visits.

      Today was special, because it was Cook Henny’s birthday.

      Molly had been five when she’d moved into the orphanage six years ago. Back then, Cook Henny had been a gruff lady. But that had changed two years ago, when the King invited Molly and Cook Henny to tour his magical palace. Somehow, the King’s kindness had rubbed off on Cook Henny and she’d been nicer ever since.

      Soon after the visit to the palace, the King adopted Molly into his family. Cook Henny came up with the idea of monthly tea parties so she and Molly could hang out together. Their friendship had blossomed, and now Cook Henny was a good friend.

      Molly grinned. ‘How often do you get to turn seventy, Cook Henny?’

      The old lady smiled. ‘Only once, my pet.’

      ‘I’m going to sing Happy Birthday, but as soon as I finish, the race begins, okay?’

      Molly shifted to the edge of the padded sofa and tucked her curly chestnut hair behind her ears. She picked up her silver spoon and waved it in the air, as if she was conducting an orchestra.

      ‘Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday to you. Happy Birthday Cook Henny, Happy Birthday to you.’

      Cook Henny clapped. ‘You have a beautiful voice, dear.’

      ‘Are you ready? Get set, go!’

      Molly scooped spoonful after spoonful of whipped cream out of a bowl and onto her scone. As her fluffy stack grew taller, Molly peeked at Cook Henny’s efforts.

      Cook was taking her time. Concentrating hard, her tongue poking out between her lips, she delicately placed another spoonful of cream onto her scone.

      If I’m going to win this game, I need to keep adding cream until my stack is the tallest. Molly plopped one more blob onto her little cream castle.

      It proved to be too much.

      ‘Oh no!’ she squealed as the cream toppled off the scone, onto the lace tablecloth, then down to the floor. Molly clutched her belly and giggled.

      Cook Henny raising her hands in the air.

      Cook Henny raised her hands in the air. ‘I’m the winner!’

      Molly whooped and clapped. ‘Good on you! Best cook in the world and best cream stacker-upper.’ She chuckled, grabbing a napkin and bending down to clean up the mess.

      As Molly wiped the floor, she noticed something strange. One of Cook Henny’s legs looked swollen.

      ‘What happened to your leg?’ Molly said, peering up from under the table.

      ‘Oh, nothing much, dear.’

      ‘I can see a bandage underneath your stocking.’

      ‘Yes, but I’ll be fine.’ Cook Henny smiled. ‘I slipped on spilt oil in the kitchen and had a bit of a fall.’

      ‘How long will it take to get better?’

      ‘The doctor said I’ve sprained my ankle and I need to stay off it for a few weeks. In fact –’ she paused, ‘I have some news to tell you.’ Cook Henny’s face grew serious.

      Molly braced herself.

      ‘I’ve decided it’s probably best if I finish up working here at the orphanage and move into a nursing home. That way, trained nurses can take care of me. The doctor agrees.’

      Molly’s eyes grew wide. ‘But you only slipped once. Why do you need to stop working and move into a nursing home?’

      Cook Henny drew a deep breath and glanced at the ceiling. ‘No dear. I haven’t slipped only once. I’ve had a few falls.’

      ‘Really?’

      Cook Henny nodded. ‘Besides, I’m seventy, remember? I can’t keep working forever.’ She managed a chuckle. ‘Moving into a nursing home is a wise choice, and you can visit me there too.’

      Molly’s lip trembled. ‘Can you take all your stuff?’

      ‘Well, yes. Most of it.’

      Molly remembering Cook Henny reading in her rocking chair.

      ‘What about your pink rocking chair?’

      ‘No, that belongs to the orphanage, I’m afraid.’

      A lump stuck in Molly’s throat. Poor Cook Henny. She loved that chair. Molly pictured her rocking away, glasses perched on her nose, reading a book while Molly did jigsaw puzzles.

      Cook Henny smiled. ‘Come, give me a hug, child.’

      Molly hugged Cook Henny tight, careful not to bump her sore leg.

      Cook Henny whispered in Molly’s ear, ‘I’ll be fine, dear, really.’

      Molly wiped a tear from her eye.

      A lady who worked at the orphanage appeared in the doorway and walked quietly across the timber floorboards to the far side of the room. She picked up a set of crutches that had been leaning against the bookcase. Molly hadn’t noticed them before.

      ‘Hi, Molly,’ said the lady. ‘Henrietta probably needs to rest her leg now.’ She handed the crutches to Cook Henny and helped her to her feet.

      ‘Will I see you next week?’ Molly said, a note of panic in her voice.

      ‘Yes, of course. And remember, you can visit me in the home too.’ Cook Henny stroked Molly’s hair. ‘Cheer up, Molly. Everything will work out. Now, don’t forget to grab a copy of the Hopeville Herald from the foyer on your way out. I know how much you love the puzzles!’

      Cook Henny being led from the room by the orphanage staff.

      Molly watched her friend leave the room with the lady. She stared absent-mindedly at the teapot on the table. It was a lot to take in – Cook Henny hurting her leg and soon leaving the orphanage.

      Molly drifted to the foyer, grabbed a newspaper, and opened the front door. She looked at the sky. Nothing but grey clouds. Grey – just like her heart.

      CHAPTER 2

      A RIP-ROARING PLAN

      Molly sprinted home to the palace and found the King, dressed in black trousers and a white shirt, on his knees, snipping roses in the garden. Their sweet perfume filled her nostrils as he placed each stem in a basket.

      ‘Hello there,’ he said cheerfully.

      ‘Can I talk to you?’

      The King smiled. ‘Of course.’

      Molly placed the newspaper onto the grass, then promptly burst into tears. She threw her arms around the King’s neck. ‘Cook Henny sprained her ankle. She’s going to move to

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