Philip And The Girl Who Couldn't Lose (9781619501072) - Plot & Excerpts
Got my own.” Philip heard Jeanne say those words again and again as he lay in bed that night. He didn’t have his pajamas on yet, and his light was still on, even though nine o’clock, his usual bedtime, had passed. His mother was out with her girlfriends, leaving his father in charge, and his father didn’t care what time he went to bed as much as his mother did. Philip wished he was in a better mood so he could do something more exciting with this extra time than lie in bed and stare at the ceiling thinking about Jeanne beating him in the poster contest. He’d almost told Emery how he felt about losing all the time, but then Emery started babbling about talking feet, dancing socks and smiling toes. Three ideas in a minute. Stupid ideas, but ideas. Philip still yearned for one idea. One good idea; just one; to prove once and for all he could win at something. He’d given up trying to make a contest out of everything that happened during the day. Whoever heard of a take-a-bath champion?
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