Yellow Snow Isn’T Lemonade

By Tracy La'Rae

At Compass Art School, the kids are known for being creative, but with the trouble triplets it is like chaos in a war zoneyou never know what is gonna happen next. From guppies in the toilet to runaway rats, sit back and be ready to laugh.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Oct 19, 2017
• ISBN: 9781543416237

Tracy La'Rae

Tracy La'Rae lives in indiana with her mom,son, borrowed son and seven rambunctious rescued cats. Its the house of many personalities. Tracy can always be found writting in the backyard, swimming in her pool, hiking in turkey run or sitting around a campfire telling scary stories. Writing books for a living is her dream job. Check out her other book "yellow snow isn't lemonade" for a good laugh.

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Copyright © 2017 by Tracy La’Rae.

Library of Congress Control Number:     2017905837

ISBN:                Hardcover                    978-1-5434-1625-1

                          Softcover                       978-1-5434-1624-4

                          eBook                            978-1-5434-1623-7

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Rev. date: 09/19/2017

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Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

This book came to life because of my brother, David and The Gang at Liberty Mannor. Thanks for all the crazy things that we did growing up that are even more fun to think of now that we survived them. I also want a shout out to my buddies at Western School who spent countless hours in detention with me for being creative, and to Mr Wolf, the principal, for putting up with all of us.

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Chapter One

Hurry up Nana, I’m gonna be late! Nana our St Bernard was a giant hairball with attitude. She had to explore every tree before she decided which one she’d pee on, it was a ritual with her; she went from tree to tree and back again before she’d decide. She lifted her head to look at me then went back to smelling the snow; finally she peed and ran back to the door. Good girl Nana. I shut the door and locked it tight, Mom, were ready leave for school. Where’s Madison? I grabbed my rucksack and went to the front door to wait. Jake, Kris and Kelly were already waiting by our front door; we walk together to school. Mom, Madison’s gonna make us late! Just then she came running down the stairs, I’m right here, what are we waiting for? she smirked holding her stuffed dog, Chocolate Dog as she called it. It was a large chocolate colored dog with a pink nose, she drug it everyplace she went by its front