One of the very first characters I wrote about was the Neon Cop. He fought crime in his fluorescent coloured shorts, top and sunglasses.
In the first book I wrote, he finds a little girl at the beach. The little … Read the rest
“Hey Jenny,” said the Neon Cop, laying down the keys to his firebird on the table. “Want to go skiing this weekend?”
“Oh!” screamed Jenny. “Can we?”
“Yes,” said the Neon Cop. “I have a free weekend pass to Sun … Read the rest
“I’m going outside to play,” said Jenny, getting up from the couch.
“Dress warm!” shouted her mother. “It is a cold frosty day outside.”
“I’m going to wear the new sweater Neon Cop bought me yesterday,” said Jenny.
Jenny went … Read the rest