by Dan Anthony
‘I’m glad about that,’ said Steve, handing his eighteenth-century clothes back to the librarian.
‘See you next time,’ said Big Mo. ‘Thanks for your help, Steve.’
Steve smiled. He hurried back through the library and stepped out through the great arched door.
‘No problem,’ he said, as he jumped onto his roof and squeezed himself back through the window into the top bunk. ‘There was one thing though. I met this man – his name was Twoface. Who’s he?’
But Big Mo had gone – the dream was over.
Steve sat next to Kyled who squeezed in next to Mum. The Riverfront concert hall in Newport was packed. The audience fell silent. The lights dimmed.
Shadowy figures hurried onto the stage.
Steve heard four clicks. He mouthed the words, ‘One, two, three, four’, tapping his index finger like a baton.
The music started. The spotlights flashed over the stage and Jaydee and Miffany danced to the front of the stage each holding a microphone.
We are the Piratellas,
We sail the seas and blow up fellas.
We take their boats and steal their treasures,
And sing all day and dance all night.
Steve and Kyled sung along. All around the crowd clapped and cheered. Steve climbed onto his chair and waved his arms in the air. He was conducting again.
First published in 2015
by Firefly Press
25 Gabalfa Road, Llandaff North, Cardiff CF14 2JJ
www.fireflypress.co.uk
Text © Dan Anthony 2015
Illustrations © Huw Aaron 2015
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All characters in this publication are fictitious and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.
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Print ISBN: 978-1-910080-32-0
Epub ISBN: 978-1-910080-32-7
This book has been published with the support of the Welsh Books Council.
