Sir E. Robert Smythe and the Lost Detective
Christina Weigand
Can Sam overcome his anger to welcome Zoe and aid in the
establishment of a homeless shelter in the community?
Excerpt:
“All
right. Love you mom.” Zoe kissed her mom on the cheek and ran back to the camp.
She found the
book on her cot in the tent and started to head back to the park. Passing the
swamp she noticed Morton the Morph, the yellow toad like creature and his small
blue pear shaped panngoes playing on the edge of the swamp. One of the panngoes
bounced into the swamp.
“Hey, you guys
shouldn’t go in there,” Zoe yelled.
“Oh don’t worry
about them. They’ll be fine, just a bunch of panngoes,” Morton answered as more
of the creatures bounced into the swamp.
Zoe heard some
dogs barking and one of the panngoes squealing. “One of them might be hurt.
Shouldn’t you go in there and check on them.” She heard another sound, children
talking and laughing. “Oh no someone’s coming. I have to hide. Mamma doesn’t
want me to talk to any strangers.” The swamp would be the best place to hide,
so she followed the panngoes into the swamp.
One of the bigger
ones had fallen in a hole and was calling out for the others to help him. Zoe
followed the sound of the crying.
****
Sam stomped
through the kitchen door of their two-story house. “Some animal dumped the
trash cans again. Why does it only happen on the days I have to take out the
trash?” He snarled as he grabbed a trash bag and a pair of rubber gloves.
“Sam, stop your
complaining and get it done. We’re supposed to be meeting Hunter and Anna to go
to the park for the Reading Club kick-off,” his sister, Bridget said.
“Yeah, I’d rather
head over to the Gullies Swamp soccer field for a quick game of soccer. I’m
sure Hunter would too. I’m too old for the reading club.”
“Well, you can’t
do that.” Sam’s dad said. “Didn’t you see today’s paper? They voted to take
that field on the other side of Gullies Swamp and turn it into a homeless
community while they build some low cost housing for the homeless.”
“Why the heck are
they doing that?” Sam said. “Where am I supposed to play soccer?”
“The high school
field is open and the new field at the park.” Bridget answered.
“But we always
play at the Gullies Swamp fields.”
“Well I think
those fields are creepy. You have to go past the haunted swamp.” Bridget said.
“It’s not
haunted.” Sam said.
“But you told
me…”Bridget said.
“Bridget, how
many times have I told you not to listen to your brother’s stories about the
swamp?” Mom said. “He does that just to scare you so you’ll stay away. Sam,
finish cleaning up the trash so you can take your sister to the library.”
Sam grabbed the
broom and stomped out the door slamming it behind him.
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