We Shall See About It

by Ambrosine Aureliano


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Softcover
$22.42
Hardcover
$32.70
E-Book
$5.95
Softcover
$22.42

Book Details

Language : English
Publication Date : 26/12/2013

Format : Softcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 445
ISBN : 9781493144532
Format : Hardcover
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 445
ISBN : 9781493144549
Format : E-Book
Dimensions : 6x9
Page Count : 445
ISBN : 9781493144556

About the Book

We Shall See About It is the singular and fantastic tale of a well-versed chit and the hazards she confronts in a botanic garden. Watch! as Cliff sallies forth to do battle with peevish, mythical beings and surly, nightmarish beasts. Squirm! as she takes on the most caustically fearsome creature of all: her Great-aunt Vestia at teatime. Thrill! to her adventures which include four quarrelsome cats who would prefer to be elsewhere, and a petulant Shih Tzu who would rather be napping. Salivate! While any number of delectable pastries are described, and Gawk in wonder! when Cliff is disabused of any "iffy" notions she might have had about life being a cakewalk.

With elements of Greek mythology and Hindu iconography thrown in, it's certain to be a piquant account worth the reading. Or at least the skimming. Possibly a cursory glance or two while flopped out on the sofa. A choice no longer has to be made between cates and dainties, because We Shall See About It dishes out ample servings of both.


About the Author

Ambrosine Aureliano grew up being told that everyone had enough material inside of them to write at least one book. She steadfastly refused to believe such an outlandish claim because she knew perfectly well that she had-at most-enough material to fill a fortune cookie wrapper. Applying herself diligently, she was dismayed to realize that she stood little future as an aphorist. Therefore, she gave herself permission to ramble on and on until her piffle filled whole pages and constituted the length of a novel. Once finished, she apprehended the fact that what had taken her reams of words to describe, La Rochefoucauld had summed up in one sentence: “Qui vit sans folie n’est pas si sage qu’il croit.” She leads a quiet life now, bolstered by cups of rose hips tea and cake.