Summer Festival
“Billy, Billy!” screamed Dianne Troll, excitedly, waving the latest edition of the Troll Town newspaper in her arms. ”Come here,…
Where good things happen.
“Billy, Billy!” screamed Dianne Troll, excitedly, waving the latest edition of the Troll Town newspaper in her arms. ”Come here,…
“What are you doing tonight?” asked Billy Troll, to his friend, Dianne. ”I was just going to stay home and…
Slow-Poke was a duck. He was a very slow duck sometimes, especially when his mother wanted him to do something…
“Hi Grampy,” said Fawn, happily. “How are you?” “I’m fine,” said Grampy. Fawn had not seen Grampy since Great Grandpa…
“Who are you?” asked Fawn to a small black and white animal that was standing beside the barn. “My name…
“Hi Dianne!” exclaimed Billy Troll, seeing his friend sitting on her front porch. “Hi Billy,” said Dianne. “Nice day, isn’t…
“Billy-Bob,” said Joey, stopping to chat with his friend. “What’s the matter? You look so sad.” Billy-Bob sat on a…
“Good morning, Spot,” said Fawn cheerfully, sipping a cup of coffee and reading the morning paper. “Well, aren’t we in…
This story is dedicated to my Grandfather, Robert John Williamson, who passed away December 26, 2000. He was 89 years…
“Fawn, I have bad news for you,” said Spot. “What’s the bad news?” asked Fawn. “Did Santa’s sleigh blow up?”…
“Let’s go,” said Troll Daddy. Troll Mother bundled up Troll Baby in a big warm blanket and then laid him…