Connor is your average eleven-year-old boy with one exception: he believes dragons are real, and that they love to eat redheaed children because they taste like gingersnap cookies. Despite everyone telling him, including the classroom bully, that dragon’s aren’t real, Connor finds clues that there’s a dragon hunting him, and that it’s close on his tail. Can Connor find proof that the dragon is real? Or will he end up as a dragon snack?
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