Hi Shane!
The last thing a healthy eleven year old boy wanted was to get a book for his birthday.
His parents told the teachers he was sick, but really he was having problems…changing in weird ways that weren’t normal, or human.
So…it’s not hair growing in strange places, huh?
He imagined himself as Peter Pan.
Wouldn’t it be wonderful to fly?
Maybe he could wear a green costume and tights?
Michael