An after-dinner walk in the moonlight leads to a series of confessions of first loves. That is until Jessop takes his turn and decries the notion of love itself. He speaks of a tragic affair between an old schoolfriend of his and an innocent Sinhalese girl, and so introduces the motif of these three stories - the incompatibility of East and West.

Rabbit waits for the moon. But the moon takes its time, so Rabbit hops back to his burrow and goes to sleep. What happens in the world when Rabbit isn’t looking? Well . . . magic. And moonlight. . . . The goats on the mountainside see it. The deer, birds, and raccoons see it. Even the fish see it. And finally, happily, Rabbit does, too. Do you?

When sixteen-year-old Cynda goes to stay with her father and his second wife, Susan, at their remote bed-and-breakfast inn in Maine, everything starts off well despite legends about ghosts and a murder at the inn. But Cynda feels like a visitor in Dad's new life, an outsider. Then intense, handsome stranger Vincent Morthanos arrives at the inn and seems to return Cynda's interest. At first she is blind to the subtle, insistent signs that Vincent is not what he seems-that he is, in fact, a vampire. Can Cynda free herself-and her family-from Vincent's power before it's too late? Full-bodied characterizations and page-turning suspense ensure that this eerie, riveting novel will appeal to middle school fans of mystery and horror.

Marni, a young flower seller who has been living in exile, must choose between claiming her birthright as princess of a realm whose king wants her dead, or a life with the father she has never known--a wild dragon.

This book addresses the idea of 'civility' as a manifestation of the fluidity and ambivalence of imperial power as reflected in British colonial literature and culture. Discussions of Anglo-Indian romances of 1880-1900, E.M. Forster's The Life to Come and Leonard Woolf's writings show how the appeal to civility had a significant effect on the constitution of colonial subject-hood and reveals 'civility' as an ideal trope for the ambivalence of imperial power itself.