Peirce a Clayton

The Thief Prince Peirce a Clayton

I saw kids on the news in cages, alone and without hope of ever seeing their parents again. I cried. They didn't know why they were there. I was afraid that in time, with all the stress and confusion, they would begin to blame themselves. Kids do that. Then the tv camera showed a little boy reading a book and I had an idea. I wrote The Thief Prince to squarely place the blame of this injustice on the shoulders of King Frump.

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