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By Dakota Chase
Mad About the Hatter Books, Book 2
Henry and Hatter are back in this sequel to Mad About the Hatter! They’ve fallen into a comfortable life together after the events in the first book. But on a day trip to visit the Tweedle Brothers, they happen across a wayward troop of flying monkeys from Oz who need them to help get the troop back home.
In Oz, Hatter reluctantly agrees to accompany Henry on a tour of the land. They soon find out Oz is in serious trouble, with the balance of Good and Evil upset after Dorothy killed the last wicked witch. Henry and Hatter are drawn into a quest to find a new source of Evil for Oz to restore the balance and save Oz – and all the adjacent lands, including Wonderland – from destruction.
Hatter was displeased to find that, despite his hopes to the contrary, Winkie Country was very, very yellow.
In fact, everything was yellow, in shades ranging from a lemony color so bright is seared his eyeballs to the deep orangey tones of ochre. He didn’t understand how Henry could say yellow was a happy color. It was making Hatter incredibly cranky.
Even his step was grumpy, one plodding foot stamping down after the other as he followed Henry through fields of buttercups, daisies, and looming sunflowers, ducking his head periodically to avoid a yellow butterfly fluttering by.
The sun was being extra sunny, which was quite rude in Hatter’s opinion, shedding beams of annoyingly happy yellow light across the land, and warming their shoulders as they walked. They passed lemon trees, walked through lemongrass, and picked handfuls of lemondrops to snack on. Canaries sang sweet tunes, their wings flapping brightly if he or Henry wandered too close to where they perched.
In time, they came across a house, although it was unlike any house either Hatter or Henry had ever seen before. It was painted a bright yellow-orange and shaped like a giant gourd. The windows were framed by shutters fashioned to look like leaves, and a vine delicately curled up over the sides to the stem-shaped roof. For a moment, Hatter thought there was no door, until he looked closely and found one cleverly designed to blend in with the walls.
Behind the house was a large, neatly kept graveyard with dozens of small stone markers set in regimented lines. Instead of names, each stone had a number engraved upon it. The marker closest to Hatter read 234.
Henry paused, chewing on his lower lip. He looked from the pumpkin-shaped house to the graveyard and back again. “Oh! I know this place!”
Hatter scoffed, a little miffed that Henry knew so much more about Oz than he did. “How could you possibly? You’ve never been here before.”
“I read about it in the Marvelous Land of Oz. This is Jack Pumpkinhead’s house! That graveyard is where he buries his old heads when they start to rot.”
“Rotting heads. Oh, that sounds so very pleasant. Let’s go this way. We should give the dead heads a wide berth.” Hatter tugged on Henry’s sleeve, trying to pull him away from the gate.
Henry shook his head rapidly from side to side. “No, no! I want to meet Jack Pumpkinhead. He might be able to help us. At least he can point us in the direction of the Tin Woodman’s castle.”
“You think someone with a rotting head on his shoulders can help us?”
“Maybe he has a brand-new head on. That grave over there looks newly dug.” Henry started toward the house.
“And perhaps his head is spoiled and wormy. Why take the chance on asking directions from someone with a soft head?” Hatter urged Henry in the opposite direction.
Henry yanked his arm away. “Hatter, stop being so disagreeable. I want to meet Jack. You can stay here if you don’t want to come with me.”
Hatter turned his button nose up in the air. “No, I’ll go with you in case his head is spoiled and you need someone to say I told you so.” He felt a bit proud of himself—no matter how miffed he was, he was still considerate enough to remember his good manners. Saying “I told you so” was an important part of the ritual of resolving differences. Everyone knew that.
Everyone, it seemed, except Henry.
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Mad About the Hatter, Book 1
This isn’t his sister’s Wonderland….
Henry never believed his older sister, Alice’s, fantastic tales about the world down the rabbit hole. When he’s whisked away to the bizarre land, his best chance for escape is to ally himself with the person called the Mad Hatter. Hatter—an odd but strangely attractive fellow—just wants to avoid execution. If that means delivering “Boy Alice” to the Queen of Hearts at her Red Castle, Hatter will do what he has to do to stay alive. It doesn’t matter if Henry and Hatter find each other intolerable. They’re stuck with each other.
Along their journey, Henry and Hatter must confront what they’ve always accepted as truth. As dislike grows into tolerance and something like friendship, the young men see the chance for a closer relationship. But Wonderland is a dangerous place, and they first have to get away with their lives.
About the Author:
Dakota Chase lives right on the border of Normal with a Shar-Pei/Labrador mixed breed that may or may not be a werewolf in disguise and a husband who definitely isn’t a werewolf, even though he’s been known to be shaggy and howl from time to time. She loves to write fantasy and paranormal and is highly allergic to math.