Talisker

Aliens? Check. 

Abduction? Check. 

Fairies? Check.

Dragon slayers, bananas, and chocolate? Check, check, check.

My name’s Talisker. Yes, like the Scottish whisky—my dad had a weird sense of humor. My dad left me with a lot of questions about life in general, but now is no time to search for answers. It’s time to face my fears because things are getting crazy. I never thought I’d be abducted by aliens. I guess there’s a first time for everything. Questions about life turn into questions about how I’m going to get home, why the aliens chose me, and the really important stuff like how are there five other children named after Scottish whiskies?