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halfway across the street and sat down to scratch himself, smack dab in the path of the oncoming car.
    Mimi raised her hand and pointed at the dog.
    Oddly, at the same time, Uncle Hoogaboom raised his hand and pointed at the car.
    Ka-poof! The dog was a clam.
    Zuuft! The black car shrank to the size of a sandwich.
    The pint-size car bumped into the clam and sent it spinning in circles, inches away from its bumper.
    Mimi turned and stared wide-eyed at her sister. “Beezel! How in the heck did you do
that?”
    Beezel looked at Mimi. “Me?
I
didn’t do anything!”
    The girls turned and stared at Uncle Hoogaboom.
    He smiled sheepishly at them and said, “I’m afraid that was me.”

Chapter Eleven
    â€œYou have the Shrinking Coin,” Beezel proclaimed immediately. “I just know it.”
    â€œYes,” Uncle Hoogaboom confessed. “I do.” He broke into a grin. “I call the magic zuufting. It makes that sound, don’t you think?”
    â€œWe call ours ka-poofing for the same reason!” Mimi said. “Does the magic work like ours?” Without waiting for an answer she said, “Isn’t this great, Beezel?”
    Beezel nodded happily. It
was
great. She wasn’t sure why it made her happy, but it did. It was good to know that the magic had stayed alive in two of the three coins. And somehow, knowing Uncle Hoogaboom had been given the same responsibility as the two of them made Beezel feel less alone. As if they had found a comrade of sorts.
    â€œUh, Hoogaboom,” Wiliken said as he pointed to Mimi, “what did Mimi just do to that dog?”
    â€œI do believe you’ve just witnessed the magic of the Changing Coin!” Uncle Hoogaboom said happily.
    â€œYou
know
about the Changing Coin?” Mimi said.
    Uncle Hoogaboom nodded.
    Beezel thought he seemed very pleased about things. She was just about to ask him how he knew about the Changing Coin when she thought of something. Wiliken hadn’t reacted at all to Uncle Hoogaboom shrinking the black car. She turned to him. “You already knew about the Shrinking Coin, Wiliken?”
    â€œYep.” Hector, Beezel and Mimi gawked at him. Wiliken laughed. “You should see your faces!”
    â€œWell, well, we do have a lot to talk about, don’t we?” Uncle Hoogaboom said as he gestured toward the center of the road. “But first… Hector, perhaps you could get them out of the middle of the street. It’s getting dark, and we don’t want them to get run over.”
    Hector looked back and forth, and then ran to retrieve the clam and the car.
    â€œWell, I’ll be …,” Hector said as he handed Mimi the clam and examined the outside of the tiny car. “My own uncle has had the Shrinking Coin all these years and …”
    â€œLet me take care of this first, nephew, and then we’ll chat,” Uncle Hoogaboom said quietly. “In my experience I’ve found that if I un-zuuft someone fairly quickly, they are easily led to believe they’ve had a small accident of some kind, and as a result experienced a momentary loss of consciousness.”
    Uncle Hoogaboom set the car down by the curb near a streetlight. “But I don’t see the driver, do you?”
    They knelt next to the little car and peered inside.
    â€œOh, I see him,” Mimi said as she put her face against the back windshield. “There he is. He’s hiding on the floor in the backseat.”
    The sight of a giant Mimi staring at him caused the tiny man to scramble back into the front seat.
    â€œHey, he looks kind of familiar,” Mimi said.
    â€œMerlin’s magic meatballs!” Beezel said as she looked in the car and saw the man’s orange hair and wide belly. “It’s Slear!”
    â€œOh no,” Wiliken said. “Not him. Please say it’s not him.”
    â€œIt’s him,” Hector said as he peered through the front