This exciting series is about a boy just like you! What makes Sam just a little bit different sometimes, is that he escapes his mum and baby sister on the sort of escapades you have only dreamt of! Don’t you wish you could escape too at times? Well, when you join Sam on his amazing adventures, you’ll be there right alongside him. What are you waiting for? Join Sam on the adventure of a lifetime! Just make sure that you’re as brave and daring as he is, before you turn the first page …
Lick’d
Published by Susan Berran
First published 2011 by JoJo Publishing
This edition published 2017
Text Copyright © Susan Berran 2011, 2017
Illustrations Copyright © Susan Berran 2011, 2017
www.susanberran.com
No part of this printed or video publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electrical, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise) without the prior written permission of the publisher and copyright owner.
National Library of Australia
Cataloguing-in-Publication data
Berran, Susan, 1962-
Lick’d / author and illustrator Susan Berran.
ISBN: 978-0-9872959-3-4 (ePub.)
Berran, Susan, 1962-. Freaky ; 3
For primary school age.
A823.4
Designer: Adam Laszczuk - Madacin Creative
Editor: Susan Cutsforth
My Dad sent home a letter when he was away
with the Army for a short while … I was 9.
Above is a copy of part of that letter.
Yep, it was very muddy there and shows where
I got my cartoon skills from … haha.
He also gave me the gift of writing.
My Dad has written a lot of wonderful stories
that I treasure along with that letter.
Dad passed away while I was working on this book.
forever in my heart …
this ones for you Dad.
I love you.
For believing in my books and encouraging me to keep writing. With their support, more kids are reading every day. Their guidance in ‘getting the books out there’ has been absolutely invaluable.
For all your support and kindness in making me feel welcome and for your help in promoting my books. They wouldn’t be on the shelf without you.
I consider myself very lucky to have come across such a wonderful team of people. For all of your generosity and sincerity …
Mel’s best friend and constant companion since she was a puppy. Her Japanese Spitz is a white hair explosion on legs.
Thanks for letting me make fun of you Fluff Butt.
I love you;
ohh crappp!!!
Fluff Butt just pooped right in the middle of the lounge room rug. And not just some teeny-tiny hardly noticeable little minor accident that Mum probably wouldn’t notice once I’d lightly dabbed it up with a tissue or two … oohh no!! This was the mother load … a week’s worth of tinned food! Chunky Beef Tongue with Spinach, Chicken Liver with Brussels Sprouts, Lamb’s Brain in Gravy … and all mooshed together, dissolving and rotting for at least a week in the gastric juices of the dog’s stomach. Then all deposited at once in a huge greeny-browny, yellowish, humongous dump!! And as the steam rose from the fresh warm pile of disgusting poop, it began to flow like lava in every possible direction. It was like some weird school science experiment on slime. Soaking into every fibre of wool along the way as it swam across the rug on the floor, spreading faster than a maggot to dead meat!
I could hide it … I could toss out the rug . . . I could blame Smelly Melly; I could …
“ Sam!! ” Mum screamed.
I was dead!
