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Authors: John Paulits
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Leon had disappeared, and trudged into the
kitchen, knowing the worst was yet to come.
Chapter Thirteen
Amanda stared at the two boys as they ate
their slices of pizza.
“ You two do what all night
exactly?” she asked.
Emery and Philip looked at one another.
“ Well?” Amanda
insisted.
Emery shrugged.
“ You don’t mind if I watch
the television, do you?” Amanda asked in a commanding voice.
“Oops!”
Philip and Emery watched in amazement as the
fake nose ring Amanda was wearing dropped into her glass of
soda.
“ What the . . . ?” Amanda
grabbed the glass of soda, and as Philip and Emery stared, she
walked to the sink and poured the soda over her hand. The nose ring
plopped into her palm. She rinsed it under the faucet and then,
turning her back to the boys, raised her hands to her
face.
When she turned around the nose ring was
back in place, and she barked, “Well, the TV? What are you two
looking at?”
Philip swallowed what seemed like a one
pound chunk of cheese and said, “No, you go. We’ll take Leon up
some pizza.”
“ Leon the name of the
dress freak?” Amanda asked. “Heh!”
Philip nodded.
“ He’s my cousin,” Emery
added.
Amanda gave Emery such a look of disdain he
was sorry he’d spoken.
“ Come on, Emery,” Philip
said. He took a paper plate from the table and put a slice of pizza
on it. Emery was just as eager to leave the kitchen—leave the
first floor —as
his friend, so they rose and hurried up the stairs.
Emery’s room was empty, the window wide open
and the screen raised.
“ Uh oh,” Emery
muttered.
Philip put the paper plate of pizza on
Emery’s desk and walked to the window. Emery followed and poked his
head out of the window next to Philip’s. Both boys looked down.
“ There’s the dress,”
Philip pointed.
Leon’s dress was crumpled in a ball next to
the trunk of a backyard tree.
“ You don’t think he went
out the window, do you?” Emery asked.
“ Let’s check the other
rooms,” Philip advised.
Leon was nowhere on the second floor, so the
boys went back into Emery’s room.
“ He must have walked
across this little roof to the tree,” Philip said, awed by Leon’s
ability to climb.
Emery nodded. “I tried that once and almost
killed myself.”
The tiny roof beneath Emery’s window didn’t
really cover anything, but was just a decoration. It passed close
enough to the big tree in Emery’s yard, though, so that if you
weren’t afraid of walking along the little roof and didn’t fall off
of it, you could get to the tree, climb down to the bottom branch,
and drop to the ground.
“ My mother’s gonna murder
me,” Emery cried.
“ What for? You didn’t run
away,” Philip said.
“ Leon ran away because he got laughed at for wearing a dress.
And who made him
wear that dress?”
“ You.”
“ Me! Us. We both did.”
“ We should have put him in
the closet the first day he came and kept him there.”
“ Too late now. I gotta
find him before my parents get home. Ohhh,” Emery moaned. “If he’s
not here when they get back, they’ll call the police and ask us
questions. I never knew any body that was such bad luck. Tripping, falling, getting in
trouble, getting me in trouble. And his stupid triskadiskaphobium. That he
gave us ! This is
more proof we got it.”
Emery walked to his desk and opened the top
drawer. He took out two rabbits’ feet and tossed one of them to
Philip.
“ Put this in your pocket.
It’s all I got to help us.”
Philip put the rabbit’s foot into his
pocket.
“ I guess we gotta go out
the window, otherwise that vampire girl downstairs will stop us,”
said Emery.
“ If Leon can do it, I
suppose we can too,” Philip said glumly.
“ Leon. Oh, that Leon. Why
do I have to be related to him? Where we gonna look for him?” Emery
wondered.
Philip thought a moment. “Our bush hideout?”
he said.
“ I hope he didn’t go sneak
back into his own house.”
Then the two boys
kitchen, knowing the worst was yet to come.
Chapter Thirteen
Amanda stared at the two boys as they ate
their slices of pizza.
“ You two do what all night
exactly?” she asked.
Emery and Philip looked at one another.
“ Well?” Amanda
insisted.
Emery shrugged.
“ You don’t mind if I watch
the television, do you?” Amanda asked in a commanding voice.
“Oops!”
Philip and Emery watched in amazement as the
fake nose ring Amanda was wearing dropped into her glass of
soda.
“ What the . . . ?” Amanda
grabbed the glass of soda, and as Philip and Emery stared, she
walked to the sink and poured the soda over her hand. The nose ring
plopped into her palm. She rinsed it under the faucet and then,
turning her back to the boys, raised her hands to her
face.
When she turned around the nose ring was
back in place, and she barked, “Well, the TV? What are you two
looking at?”
Philip swallowed what seemed like a one
pound chunk of cheese and said, “No, you go. We’ll take Leon up
some pizza.”
“ Leon the name of the
dress freak?” Amanda asked. “Heh!”
Philip nodded.
“ He’s my cousin,” Emery
added.
Amanda gave Emery such a look of disdain he
was sorry he’d spoken.
“ Come on, Emery,” Philip
said. He took a paper plate from the table and put a slice of pizza
on it. Emery was just as eager to leave the kitchen—leave the
first floor —as
his friend, so they rose and hurried up the stairs.
Emery’s room was empty, the window wide open
and the screen raised.
“ Uh oh,” Emery
muttered.
Philip put the paper plate of pizza on
Emery’s desk and walked to the window. Emery followed and poked his
head out of the window next to Philip’s. Both boys looked down.
“ There’s the dress,”
Philip pointed.
Leon’s dress was crumpled in a ball next to
the trunk of a backyard tree.
“ You don’t think he went
out the window, do you?” Emery asked.
“ Let’s check the other
rooms,” Philip advised.
Leon was nowhere on the second floor, so the
boys went back into Emery’s room.
“ He must have walked
across this little roof to the tree,” Philip said, awed by Leon’s
ability to climb.
Emery nodded. “I tried that once and almost
killed myself.”
The tiny roof beneath Emery’s window didn’t
really cover anything, but was just a decoration. It passed close
enough to the big tree in Emery’s yard, though, so that if you
weren’t afraid of walking along the little roof and didn’t fall off
of it, you could get to the tree, climb down to the bottom branch,
and drop to the ground.
“ My mother’s gonna murder
me,” Emery cried.
“ What for? You didn’t run
away,” Philip said.
“ Leon ran away because he got laughed at for wearing a dress.
And who made him
wear that dress?”
“ You.”
“ Me! Us. We both did.”
“ We should have put him in
the closet the first day he came and kept him there.”
“ Too late now. I gotta
find him before my parents get home. Ohhh,” Emery moaned. “If he’s
not here when they get back, they’ll call the police and ask us
questions. I never knew any body that was such bad luck. Tripping, falling, getting in
trouble, getting me in trouble. And his stupid triskadiskaphobium. That he
gave us ! This is
more proof we got it.”
Emery walked to his desk and opened the top
drawer. He took out two rabbits’ feet and tossed one of them to
Philip.
“ Put this in your pocket.
It’s all I got to help us.”
Philip put the rabbit’s foot into his
pocket.
“ I guess we gotta go out
the window, otherwise that vampire girl downstairs will stop us,”
said Emery.
“ If Leon can do it, I
suppose we can too,” Philip said glumly.
“ Leon. Oh, that Leon. Why
do I have to be related to him? Where we gonna look for him?” Emery
wondered.
Philip thought a moment. “Our bush hideout?”
he said.
“ I hope he didn’t go sneak
back into his own house.”
Then the two boys
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