A young fella came to visit the other night, odd and outspoken by any definition. He was rather insistent that I should allow him membership into The Tin Cup Clan. After careful consideration and more than a bit of pondering, I believe we have found the perfect spot for him.
The person of Moby: he is of average height and build, as far as eleven-year-old boys are concerned. and nothing particularly of note as far as appearances are concerned. His high cheekbones are covered with brown freckles, and topped by deep blue eyes. His rather large front teeth are a predominant feature second only to his thick blond Kerr dog hair.
This nondescript appearance has nothing whatsoever in common with his personality. Loud, rambunctious, and somewhat of a lady’s man, time will tell whether he is a good fit for the TCC boys.
Recent refusals to close some bad bank loans have drawn unwanted attention to Mark’s Pa, the bank president. Moby’s family has moved into the little town, and his Pa is assigned as an examiner for the town’s failing bank.
Will Moby find his place among friends in the fading little mountain town?
Will he learn needed lessons as the group continues its search for the Witch?
Has Mikey, big David, Stick, and Chucky, found a new member for The Tin Cup Clan?
Only time will tell.