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The soldier opened the door for him.

Marvin looked inside, too. The backseat was filled with boxes of Jell-O. There must have been over a thousand boxes.

The four adults came over to the limo. Marvin heard his mother ask, “Do you know your new address yet? Maybe Marvin can write to Joe.”

“I don’t think that would be possible,” said Joe’s father. “But we’ll be coming back this way in two years. We could stop by, and maybe even take Marvin home with us for the summer.”

Marvin and Joe smiled at each other. Then Marvin turned to his mother. “Can I?” he asked.

“I don’t know,” said Marvin’s mother. “Well, in two years you’ll be eleven. I guess that will be all right.”

“Yes!” exclaimed Joe.

A short while later, everybody said good-bye. Marvin’s family stood and waved as the limousine drove away.

Marvin felt sad, but he was glad that Joe stopped to say good-bye. And at least he knew he wasn’t saying good-bye forever. It would be fun to go to Joe’s house in two years. Maybe he would get to go to Lake Wizzle.

He had been worried, at first, that his mother was going to say he couldn’t go. He’d never been away from home for more than a night before, and that was just to Stuart’s or Nick’s house. Chicago was a long way away, five hundred miles, at least.

Don’t miss a single Marvin!

Marvin suddenly figures out why he has red hair and blue eyes, while the rest of his family has brown hair and brown eyes. He’s not really Marvin Redpost at all. He’s Robert, the Lost Prince of Shampoon!

“Wonderfully logical and absurd, with wit and attention to detail rare in an easy reader.”

—The Bulletin of the Center for Children’s Books

“My name’s not Marvin.”

—Marvin Redpost

The rumor is going around that Marvin is the biggest nose-picker in the school. Now everyone is acting as if the rumor is true! Even Marvin’s best friends don’t want to be seen with him. What can Marvin do?

“Vintage Sachar—ingenious, funny, gross—and with a believable resolution.”

—Kirkus Reviews

“Marvin’s the biggest nose-picker in the whole school.”

—Melanie, Marvin’s classmate

Marvin kisses his elbow by accident. Now he wishes he had pigtails and wants to play hopscotch! Everyone at school says that if a boy kisses his elbow, he’ll turn into a girl. Could Marvin be turning into a girl?

“Sachar writes for beginning readers with a comic simplicity that is never banal.”

—Booklist

“There’s nothing Marvin Redpost can’t do.”

—Stuart Albright, Marvin’s best friend

Marvin’s friends think he’s the luckiest boy in the world when Mrs. North asks him to dog-sit for a week. He gets $3 a day plus a $4 bonus if nothing goes wrong. And he gets to be alone in Mrs. North’s house!

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?Sachar’s finely tuned sense of how children think and feel makes his fourth book about Marvin and his comic misadventures entertaining.”

—The Horn Book Magazine

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