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Ben hides in the musty basement, burning the furniture for heat and light, creeping upstairs from time to time to beg water from the upstairs neighbour, Missus Radinksi, and peering fearfully through closed curtains at the dangerous world outside. There are wolves in the city, he warns, and they are coming for you, and for your brothers and sister, mothers and fathers. The sky is a strange streaked colour, the seasons have gone topsy-turvy, most of the city’s population has disappeared, and those few who remain look over their shoulder, terrified of the wolves.
Missus Radinsksi, who ventures from her house only to fill her bucket with water, tries to calm Ben’s fears, encouraging him to return to school and take up a hobby, and claims she has not seen the shadows that Ben says lurk everywhere. But Ben has watched her when she leaves the house, and knows that she is lying, to him and to herself, about the presence of the wolves.
When Missus Radinski disappears, Ben packs a bag with emergency supplies and sets out into the city to find the elderly woman, determined no longer allow his fears to hold him hostage.
Woolvs in the Sitee is a dark and eery picture storybook for older readers, written in phonetic spelling which lends a post-apocalyptic atmosphere to the book. Told in the first person, it presents Ben’s take on reality, one that leaves the reader wondering whether it is the invention of an unbalanced mind or the stuff of more substantial nightmares. Gorgeous!
FernFolio Editor