It’s Epossumondas's birthday, so Mama's whipping up his favorite biscuits. But she's plumb out of sody sallyraytus! (That's baking soda to all you Yankees.) Everybody knows you can’t make big, fluffy biscuits without sody. One by one, Baby Gator, Auntie, and Mama scoot to the store to fetch some. But when no one comes back, it’s up to Epossumondas to run out and see what’s what--until he runs smack into a great, huge, ugly Louisiana snapping turtle!

Epossumondas has a very important question: "Mama, why don't I have hair on my tail?" And wouldn't you know it, Mama can tell him exactly why possum tails are all pink and naked and funny looking. Her story's a doozy! It goes way back to Epossumondas's great-great-grandpa, Papapossum. When hungry Papapossum and his growly ol' stomach meet up with wily Hare, cranky Bear, and a persimmon tree . . . well, it's one hair-raisin' adventure! Renowned storyteller Coleen Salley and Caldecott Honor illustrator Janet Stevens team up again, drawing on the Uncle Remus tradition and their own wild imaginations to expose a hilarious--and important!--moment in possum history.

When Mister Possum and his greedy family refuse to change their diet of luscious New Zealand trees a plan is hatched to return these hungry visitors to their native Australia.

After his sister drowns, seven-year-old Paul is sent away to live with his grandparents. He was too young to have been left to watch his sister while their mother slept off her depression. Luckily for Paul, a medium lives next door to his grandparents. She begins her own brand of tutelage to help Paul cope with the loss of his sister and family.

There are some things in life that you never forget; there are memories that cling as firmly as ivy growing on an old brick wall. For author Ann Ragland, some very memorable experiences throughout her life involved a four-legged creature of the night, one that made frequent visits to her neighborhood throughout her entire life. While some of these possum encounters were not what she would consider up close and personal, others definitely were; they have roots deeply embedded in her memory bank, either because they were surrounded with happy times and loving people, or because they were very frightening and extremely challenging. Like memories of her parents, they will forever remain unfading in her heart. The docile possum causes a stir, especially when it decides to find a hidden entrance into the house and then takes the liberty of crawling under the covers of the soft, cushy bed while the inhabitants of the house are on vacation. The discovery and retrieval of the possum is just one of the childhood memories of the four-legged mammal shared with humor and nostalgia in Theres a Possum on Your Pillow.

Sheltered in His Arms is the authorized biography of Ms. Wilma Norris Knight, mother of Carlos (Chuck), Wieland, and Aaron Norris. Sheltered in His Arms begins with the personal struggles of Porter and Agnes Scarberry, maternal grandparents of Chuck, Aaron, and the late Wieland Norris, as they endeavor to raise their seven children during the Oklahoma Dust Bowl and the Great Depression. For the first time, the daughter of migrant cotton pickers, Ms. Knight, personally shares childhood memories, reveals intimate details of her romance and roller coaster chaotic marriage with Ray Norris, and revels in the blissful years of her second marriage to George Knight with lifelong friend and author, Ms. Correna Wilson Pickens. We guarantee this inspirational Christian story of an authentic Oklahoma pioneer family living the American dream will make you laugh and move you to cry. Once and for all, you will feel as if you personally know the Norris family. They could be your neighbors. They are real. Ms. Wilma Scarberry Norris Knight holds nothing back. You will finally know the untold Chuck Norris story and what makes him tick.

"I am not angel, nor am I demon. I am not a ghost as some would like to believe. I am a Drifter, something God created in his spare time and then forgot on the fringes of reality." CHARLIE MURPHY, BOSS OF THE CRIME SYNDICATE THE ORGANIZATION, IS DEAD. His sassy, impulsive, bold, daring, and fearless twenty-year-old adopted-by-kidnapping daughter, Baby Doll, stands by his open grave—poised, ready to run. If Maurits, Charlie’s bodyguard and heir to the Justice position, discovers the role she played in Charlie’s death, she will pay the ultimate price. A few yards away, a freezing man huddles in a ball on a freshly filled-in grave. He doesn’t seem to be mourning. He seems to be helpless. Hopeless. Waiting. Foolish. He is a Drifter, waiting for a new tether—a person who will see him when no one else can. And he will stay with that person for an unknown period of time. For unknown reasons. He drifts through life invisible to all but one. Heaven and hell are unattainable for him. There is pain. Sometimes lots of pain. But there is no death, even when he wishes it would come. This time, he becomes tethered to Baby Doll, who is determined to finish what she started and will do anything to accomplish it. In a world where loyalties and betrayals are both rewarded with death, each pawn in this deadly game must stay one step ahead of the rest, or they will find themselves six feet under—next to Charlie Murphy.