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Product Description Nothing ever happens in Fayette, South Carolina. That's what Popeye thinks, anyway. His whole life, everything has just been boring, boring, boring. But things start to look up when the Jewells' Holiday Rambler makes a wrong turn and gets stuck in the mud, trapping Elvis and his five rowdy siblings in Fayette for who knows how long. Then things get even better when something curious comes floating down the creek―a series of boats with secret messages―and Popeye and Elvis set out on a small adventure. Who could possibly be sending the notes and what do they mean?This title has Common Core connections. Review “With humor and authenticity, this beguiling tale of summer friendship mines the small, jewellike adventures of a rural childhood.” ―STARRED, Publishers Weekly“Elvis and Popeye's journey reminds readers to look for and enjoy the small treasures in their lives. Save a spot on your shelves for this small adventure with a grand heart.” ―STARRED, School Library Journal“This small gem has the power to keep readers entranced.” ―Kirkus Reviews, STARRED“O'Connor captures South Carolina speech patterns; she quietly paces the narrative, often placing short sentences in a vertical sequence for emphasis. Yes, sometimes the best gifts come in small packages.” ―The Horn Book“The rich specificity of the experience should keep readers involved.” ―Bulletin of the Center for Children's Books“Interestingly offbeat characters, a clear narrative arc, and intriguing vocabulary . . . a satisfying read.” ―Booklist About the Author Barbara O'Connor is the author of award-winning novels for children, including How to Steal a Dog, The Small Adventure of Popeye and Elvis, and The Fantastic Secret of Owen Jester. Drawing on her South Carolina roots, Barbara's books are known for their strong Southern settings and quirky characters. In addition to six Parents Choice Awards, Barbara's distinctions include School Library Journal Best Books, Kirkus Best Books, Bank Street College Best Books, and ALA Notables. She has had books nominated for children's choice awards in 38 states. Barbara is a popular visiting author at schools and a frequent speaker at conferences around the country. She currently lives in Asheville, NC. Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved. Chapter 1Drip.Drip.Drip.Popeye opened his eye and looked up at the heart-shaped stain on the ceiling of his bedroom. Rusty water squeezed out of the hole in the peeling plaster and dropped onto the foot of his bed.Drip.Drip.Drip.It had been raining for over a week.All day.Every day.The stain on the ceiling used to be a tiny circle. Popeye had watched it grow a little more each day.He got out of bed and nudged Boo with his foot. The old dog lifted his head and looked up at Popeye, his sagging skin drooping down over his sad, watery eyes.“Still raining,” Popeye said.Boo’s big, heavy head flopped back down on the floor, and he let out a long, low dog groan.Popeye padded across the cracked linoleum floor of the hallway and into the bathroom. He splashed water on his face and ran his wet fingers over his head. The stubble of his new summer buzz cut felt scratchy, like a cat’s tongue. His white scalp showed through his pale blond hair.He examined his teeth in the mirror.They looked clean.He rubbed his good eye.Then he rubbed his bad eye. The one that was always squinted shut thanks to his uncle Dooley.Popeye hadn’t always been Popeye. Before he was three years old, he had been Henry.But when he was three, his uncle Dooley had placed a small green crab apple on the fence post out back and turned to his girlfriend and said, “Watch this, Charlene.”Then he had walked back twenty paces, like a gunslinger, taken aim with his Red Ryder BB gun, and pulled the trigger.Dooley was not a very good aim.Charlene was not impressed.When the BB hit Henry square in the eye, she had screamed bloody murder and carried on so much that when Popeye’s grandmother, Velma, came run
