Less Than A Week Until Release

Sir E. Robert Smythe and the Lost Detective, the second book in the Galactic Safety Ambassadors series will be released on November 7, 2017.

Myrria, although she is not in the story, is giving a strong recommendation for you to take a look at it.

Here is an excerpt:

The girls walked several yards in front of the boys and Bridget yelled to her
brother. “Sam, Hunter, hurry up.”
“I guess we better get a move on before Bridget has a cow,” Sam said. “I don’t
know why Mom is making me go to this kid thing. We’re too old for it.”
“Don’t be such a spoil sport. We always have fun and get to read exciting
books. Besides, you like to do detective stuff. That’s what this year is all about,”
Hunter said.
“Yeah, I hope it isn’t lame kid things.”
“Hey, Sam, it’s not lame, and I’m not a kid,” Bridget said, forehead furrowed,
eyebrows scrunched together.
Sam tousled his sister’s curly brown hair. “Maybe not for you, squirt, but
Hunter and I think so.”
Hunter playfully pushed his buddy. “Hey, don’t count me in on this. I still
think it’s okay.”
Bridget reached up and tugged on one of her brother’s tight, reddish brown
curls before she ran to catch up with Anna. “And I’m not a squirt.”
Bridget wanted to get the first book on the list so she ran to get ahead of the
others. She slowed down when they passed Gullies Swamp.
“What are you slowing down for?” Anna asked. “Don’t you want to get the
book before Meredith does?” Meredith was in their class at school and always
seemed to get everything first.
“But it’s Gullies Swamp. We made a wrong turn. Why didn’t you stop me?”
Bridget said.
“Don’t be such a baby, Bridget. It’s just a stinky, old swamp,” Sam said.
“Sam, don’t tease her,” Hunter said. “She’s just a kid, and our parents did say
to stay away from the swamp.”
“Come on, Hunter. You don’t believe all those stories about swamp monsters
and witches, do you?” Sam asked.
“Well no, but the girls do and there has to be some reason why mom and dad
said to stay out.”
A low growl rolled out of the swamp and the four children ran quickly down
the road.
“Hey, don’t run away. Please help me,” a small voice called from the swamp.
Bridget stopped and looked back. “Did you hear that? Someone’s in trouble.”
“No way. There’s no one in there. You’re just hearing things,” Sam said.
“Help.” Again, that same voice came from the swamp.
Morton the Morph stood on the edge of the swamp, whispering in Sam’s ear.
“Go in. Someone needs help.”
“I’ll go in,” Sam said. “You three wait here.”
“No way. I’ll go with you,” Hunter said. “You girls wait here.”
The girls stood by an ancient weeping willow tree and watched the two boys
disappear into the swamp. Panggoes scurried about their feet bouncing around and
squeaking. Bridget squealed, “Oh how cute,” as she tried to pick one up. It
scampered out of her reach into the swamp, and she chased after it.
“No! Bridget! We’re not supposed to go in there,” Anna yelled.
“Go on, catch the little guy,” Morton said. “They’re always running away.”
Bridget ran giggling toward the edge of the swamp when she bumped into Sam
coming back out. “Hey, where are you going, squirt?” Sam said. He put his hands
on her shoulders to stop her. “I told you to wait out here for me.” He gently pushed
her out of the swamp.
She pushed him back. “Stop it. You’re not the boss of me, and you can’t tell
me what to do.”
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“No, you’re not either,” Bridget said. “Come on, Anna. Let’s go to the library.
I’ve had enough of these guys thinking they can boss us around.”
“Girls!” Hunter said in an exasperated voice. “So what was that voice we
heard, anyway, Sam?”
Sam shrugged his shoulders. “I don’t know. I couldn’t find anything.”
Bridget turned back to her brother. “You should have let Anna and I go in. We
would have found it.”
“Yeah, and got yourself hurt or at the very least dirty. You two would have
been the ones screaming.”
“No we wouldn’t!” Anna stomped her foot, and strode down the street, with
Bridget close behind.
As Anna turned the corner, she thought she saw a small person hiding in the
leaves of the weeping willow and felt as if someone or something was following
them. She stopped, rubbed her eyes, and when she looked again all that stood
beneath the tree was one of the panngoes. If Hunter and Sam weren’t right behind
she would have gone to investigate. I’ll come back later and explore.
Morton giggled as he followed the friends down the street. The panngoes
caught up to him and jumped in his bag.
Zoe came out from behind the tree. “Hey, I think I know those girls. They go to
my school.”
“Maybe you should catch-up to them and make some friends,” Sir E. Robert
Smyth said as he floated between the branches of the weeping willow.
“I don’t know. They don’t seem to want anyone else around, and Mother
doesn’t want me talking to strangers. Besides, what if they figure out that I’m
homeless?” Zoe responded to the purple and lime green creature with the head of a
Saint Bernard, the body of a large jack rabbit and the tail of a lion. A bowler hat sat
on his round head and a monocle graced his one eye. He wore an orange vest with
a chain and watch attached to it. In his hand he held a jade blue parasol
“I don’t think you need to worry about any of that. They are good kids and do
not care where you live.”
“Well, I’ll follow them to the park, but I don’t think I’ll introduce myself.”
“Your choice, but I think you will be sorry.”
Zoe followed the children to the library. Every time one of the girls looked she
would duck out of sight.
After the carnival, Zoe went to the library, returned her books, and borrowed
the first book on the Reading Detective list.
She rushed to the bakery where Mrs. Reilley gave her some cookies and milk.
Zoe got comfortable in the bakery office and opened The Wind in the Willows.
Before she knew it Mrs. Reilley called her from the office so she could close up
and walk to the bus stop to meet Zoe’s mom.