PB: Mary's Monster Feb 2, 2017 17:12:47 GMT -5 JoanR likes this Quote Select PostDeselect PostLink to PostMemberGive GiftBack to Top Post by christine on Feb 2, 2017 17:12:47 GMT -5 [Set in early 1800s London]Meet Mary.The past few years have been tricky for Mary. Her father didn’t care much for childcare and his new wife didn’t care much for Mary.So she devoured books and wrote stories in her imagination to escape life’s daily doldrums. After a day overflowing with slams, crashes, and yells, Mary created someone just for her. Meet Mary’s Monster.Her monster didn’t snarl at her, never made her eat blancmange (a slimy, yucky dessert), and certainly never sent her to her room.Mary and her monster sat close to each other and made secret plans during lessons with the governess.“Let’s go down to the kitchen and eat jam tarts!” Mary whispered, hiding her face behind her book.“Be quiet, Mary!” scolded the governess as Mary’s sisters sniggered.They tiptoed into the kitchen and squirrelled away the treats while cook’s back was turned.“Where on earth have my jam tarts gone?” said cook, as she peered into the oven.Off they ran with the tarts crammed in their mouths to play hide and seek. They dashed in and out of musty wardrobes and left trails of sticky crumbs behind them. “Mary! Stop thundering through the house!” yelled her step-mother.Escaping the house and exploring London was their favorite thing to do They rode in juddering horse-drawn carriages over bumpy cobbles, jiggling up and down. They munched tiny cucumber sandwiches in fancy hotels and clinked their tea cups together like grown-ups. Monster got the blame when the delicate china smashed to the floor.