Help James, Marisol, Shaina, Mommy and Binyah Binyah prepare for Daddy's birthday party.

Say “happy birthday,” Dr. Seuss-style! This classic picture book whisks readers away on the most spectacular birthday of all time—and reminds them to celebrate themselves every day of the year! I wish we could do what they do in Katroo. They sure know how to say “Happy birthday to you!” When the Great Birthday Bird of Katroo arrives to usher in your “Day of all Days,” you can expect a colorful romp full of fantastical fun that is all about YOU! Treat yourself to flowers that smell like licorice and cheese. Pick out the world’s tallest pet—or a nice Time-Telling Fish. Then prepare for a party so grand it will take twenty days just to sweep up the mess. Featuring birthday festivities on every page, this joyful classic from the one and only Dr. Seuss rejoices in the person you were born to be! Today you are you! That is truer than true! There is no one alive who is you-er than you!

" The story is about a little girl Deepa who lives close to Corbett National Park and has gone on a holiday to Australia to meet her grandparents. It plays on the cultural contrasts and is also about the connection between dad and daughter. This story has been mainly written in-flight when commuting between San Francisco and Chicago, which Puneet frequently does for work. What started off as a personal project has grown ambition to support education of underprivileged kids. Every bit of the profit from the sales of the book will go to a school named Mercy of God in a place called Dehradun in India. The school is run by a young couple who are struggling to make ends meet, and they have sacrificed their live toward the service of the poor. The link to the fund raising campaign is below: http: //www.gofundme.com/deepathestory This book is illustrated by Tina Rajan, an artist/illustrator based in New Delhi."

Revenge of the Sardines: Side-splitting hilarity one moment, sighs of nostalgia the next, tears of sweet sympathy the next - it's all here in this collection of stories from the popular author of The Whole Nine Yards and The View from Planet Kerth. Faithful readers have asked for this volume for years, and finally here it is- more than 150 tales that you will find hard to put down. And then, once you have finished them all, you will want to go back to the beginning and start all over again. Along the way you will meet unforgettable characters- the sweet babysitting granny with a weakness for beer and professional wrestling, the returning snowbird who misdialed the trash collection company and almost scheduled a lap dance, the barbecue chef whose grill neared escape velocity, and of course those long out-of-date sardines with a gastronomic migratory choice to make. A master of the personal essay for more than 30 years, the stories of TR Kerth have delighted readers in publications nationwide. As a current columnist for both the Northwest Herald (Illinois) and the Naples Daily News (Florida), his stories bridge the gap between the rollicking humor of a Dave Barry and the wistful nostalgia of a Garrison Keillor. EXCERPT I was sitting with a group of people one day when, out of the blue, somebody said, "You know, if you ever want to act in an adult film, you can find your perfect porn star name by combining the name of your first pet with the name of the street you grew up on." And thus our porn star names were born. All of them were pretty good- Fluffy Paulina, Thumper Harlem, Tabby Thatcher, good, solid, porn star names to stir the blood and fire the imagination. Well, all of them except mine, which would have been Mickey 75th Court. That would be a lousy porn star name anywhere in the world. Except maybe France. But the best of them all belonged to my buddy Bill. His porn star name would be Thunder Lockwood. But wait a minute. Thunder? Bill's first pet was named Thunder? I have known Bill for 35 years, and I know pretty much everything there is to know about him. His childhood was a lot like mine- too many people living in a too-small Chicago home. He grew up in a one-bedroom West side apartment, in which were housed his parents, his brother, and himself. And, apparently, some sort of beast named Thunder. I had images of a black stallion with a snow-white streak on its forehead clattering up the creaky wooden stairs each evening for its bag of oats before bedding down next to the radiator by the toilet, but Bill shook his head. "Nope," he said. "Thunder was a goldfish." Thunder%u2014the goldfish? "Well," he said, "when a poor city kid asks his dad for a stallion, he's going to have the perfect name picked out already, right? And when Dad comes home with a goldfish- well, you name him Thunder, right?" Apparently nobody told Thunder that he was a fish, for he lived a life span more suited to a thing with hooves- seven or eight years. And when he died, he was not given that swirly watery ceremony so commonly used to send a city fish to its eternal rest. No, Bill buried Thunder in the earth he longed to gallop over, fins of fury flashing, foam-flecked flanks glistening gold in the evening sun blazing over the prairie. And that got me thinking of Mickey, the springer spaniel that was my first pet, a dog who thought he was a bird...

Simon and the Birthday Wish is a hilarious and heart-warming tale for children and grown-ups of all ages. It features fifteen illustrations drawn by the author. What Simon wanted for his seventh birthday was a set of action figures from Planet Patrol, his favourite cartoon. What he got was a tatty second-hand teddy bear. What Simon doesn't know is that the teddy bear is alive and can do magic. What the bear doesn't know is that he's not as good at magic as he thinks he is. When the bear tries to grant a wish for Simon, everything goes wrong, and poor Simon's life is turned inside out, upside down, and sideways. Will things ever go back to the way they were?

The true crime story of a father’s murder and a daughter’s discovery of his Jekyll-and-Hyde double-life in pursuit of his killer. Denise Wallace had spent years hiding deadly secrets about her enigmatic father, Wesley Wallace. Wes was a trusted security guard of the Ritz Carlton Palm Beach. He was supposed to protect those who found themselves in his care. But a closer look into his brutal murder revealed a split personality—one that his daughter may have seen but tried to ignore. However, detectives assigned to the case persuaded her to assist them in the capture of her father's killer. The trail would lead from the glitz of Palm Beach to the murky streets of Dixie Highway and end in a courtroom where her father's secret life, and his dangerous penchant for sex slaves, would be revealed. “An engrossing true story about alternative lifestyles, domination, hidden secrets and a late night murder.”—John Ferak, bestselling author of Failure of Justice