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Authors: Sarah Mlynowski
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going to do if Jonah starts flying around the house? He’ll always be able to watch what he wants on TV — he’ll get to the remote faster. I’m starting to feel a little jealous. I want to be able to fly, too.
“Also,” Jonah says, “I want to be taller.”
“How tall?” Felix asks.
“A giant!” He reconsiders. “Maybe not. I have to be able to live in my house. I just want to be taller than Abby.”
I flick him on the shoulder. “First we’re the same age and now you’re taller? Why don’t you just wish you were born first and be done with it?”
His eyes widen. “That’s a great idea!”
“ABSOLUTELY NOT.” That is where I draw the line. Sure it would be cool to have an older sibling. But that older sibling should NOT be Jonah.
“I want to be taller!” Felix cries, stomping on a chair. “I want a flying puppy! I want a crocodile that does karate! I want to be SuperFelix!”
“Tough luck,” Jonah tells him. “It’s not your party. You don’t get any wifticals .”
“No fair!” he whines. “I want a wiftical ! If I can’t have one, I’m telling Mom and Dad!”
“You sure you don’t want to add ‘get a little brother’ to your wigistry ?” I ask Jonah.
He shakes his head. “No way. Little brothers are so annoying.”
I giggle and ruffle Jonah’s hair. Hah. I rest my case.
“I WANT A WIFTICAL !” Felix repeats.
“Okay,” Jonah says. “You can add one thing to my wigistry . But that’s it.”
Felix smiles. “I want you to stay here. You’re fun.”
Jonah coughs. “Except that.”
“Then I want a crocodile that can do karate.”
“Fine,” Bri says. “We can keep him in the moat.”
I watch Jonah write down, A crocodile that does karate for Felix . I can tell by the look in his eyes that he’s jealous, but he doesn’t change his wigistry .
The door opens and I hold my breath. What if it’s the king or queen? Will they stop us?
But no.
It’s Tom.
“All delivered,” he says. He’s smiling but his eyes look a little sad.
“Great,” I say. “I think we’re almost done here, too. I’m just going upstairs to check on Robin.”
I walk all the way up the stairs and open the door.
That’s when I notice the problem.
Robin is gone.
S he’s missing!” I scream as I bolt down the stairs. My heart is beating a million miles a minute. I should never have left her by herself! This is all my fault!
“But where could she have gone?” Tom asks.
“Maybe she woke up,” Jonah says.
I take a deep breath. “We have to find her. Now.”
Either Robin woke up while we were gone and freaked out or she sleepwalked right on out of here. Either way she could be anywhere. My heart continues to hammer.
“What if something bad happened to her?” I moan. “What if she’s on the road and runs into a horse? Or what if she wandered into the moat and drowned? Someone come look with me!”
Bri rubs my arm, looking sympathetic. “We’ll find her; I promise. And we call it a moat, but it’s really just a shallow pond behind the east tower. The gate should keep her on palace grounds. We’ll all go look,” Bri says.
Phewf. Robin couldn’t have gotten that far, then.
We split up: Tom and the boys will start at the stables, then check the north and south towers, while Brianna and I will check the moat, the east tower, and then the palace.
As soon as we step out the tower door, I breathe in the scent of the roses. “You really can’t smell them?” I ask Bri.
She shakes her head. “Not at all.”
“That’s so sad,” I say. “They’re amazing. Can we check the moat first?”
“Of course,” she says.
The moat really is less of a pond and more of a puddle. “I’m not sure a crocodile that does karate will fit in there,” I tell her, careful not to sound judge-y.
Get it? Judge -y?
“You’re probably right,” Bri agrees. “I’ll ask Jonah to change it to a mini-crocodile. Or a teacup crocodile.”
“Let’s check the east tower next,” I
“Also,” Jonah says, “I want to be taller.”
“How tall?” Felix asks.
“A giant!” He reconsiders. “Maybe not. I have to be able to live in my house. I just want to be taller than Abby.”
I flick him on the shoulder. “First we’re the same age and now you’re taller? Why don’t you just wish you were born first and be done with it?”
His eyes widen. “That’s a great idea!”
“ABSOLUTELY NOT.” That is where I draw the line. Sure it would be cool to have an older sibling. But that older sibling should NOT be Jonah.
“I want to be taller!” Felix cries, stomping on a chair. “I want a flying puppy! I want a crocodile that does karate! I want to be SuperFelix!”
“Tough luck,” Jonah tells him. “It’s not your party. You don’t get any wifticals .”
“No fair!” he whines. “I want a wiftical ! If I can’t have one, I’m telling Mom and Dad!”
“You sure you don’t want to add ‘get a little brother’ to your wigistry ?” I ask Jonah.
He shakes his head. “No way. Little brothers are so annoying.”
I giggle and ruffle Jonah’s hair. Hah. I rest my case.
“I WANT A WIFTICAL !” Felix repeats.
“Okay,” Jonah says. “You can add one thing to my wigistry . But that’s it.”
Felix smiles. “I want you to stay here. You’re fun.”
Jonah coughs. “Except that.”
“Then I want a crocodile that can do karate.”
“Fine,” Bri says. “We can keep him in the moat.”
I watch Jonah write down, A crocodile that does karate for Felix . I can tell by the look in his eyes that he’s jealous, but he doesn’t change his wigistry .
The door opens and I hold my breath. What if it’s the king or queen? Will they stop us?
But no.
It’s Tom.
“All delivered,” he says. He’s smiling but his eyes look a little sad.
“Great,” I say. “I think we’re almost done here, too. I’m just going upstairs to check on Robin.”
I walk all the way up the stairs and open the door.
That’s when I notice the problem.
Robin is gone.
S he’s missing!” I scream as I bolt down the stairs. My heart is beating a million miles a minute. I should never have left her by herself! This is all my fault!
“But where could she have gone?” Tom asks.
“Maybe she woke up,” Jonah says.
I take a deep breath. “We have to find her. Now.”
Either Robin woke up while we were gone and freaked out or she sleepwalked right on out of here. Either way she could be anywhere. My heart continues to hammer.
“What if something bad happened to her?” I moan. “What if she’s on the road and runs into a horse? Or what if she wandered into the moat and drowned? Someone come look with me!”
Bri rubs my arm, looking sympathetic. “We’ll find her; I promise. And we call it a moat, but it’s really just a shallow pond behind the east tower. The gate should keep her on palace grounds. We’ll all go look,” Bri says.
Phewf. Robin couldn’t have gotten that far, then.
We split up: Tom and the boys will start at the stables, then check the north and south towers, while Brianna and I will check the moat, the east tower, and then the palace.
As soon as we step out the tower door, I breathe in the scent of the roses. “You really can’t smell them?” I ask Bri.
She shakes her head. “Not at all.”
“That’s so sad,” I say. “They’re amazing. Can we check the moat first?”
“Of course,” she says.
The moat really is less of a pond and more of a puddle. “I’m not sure a crocodile that does karate will fit in there,” I tell her, careful not to sound judge-y.
Get it? Judge -y?
“You’re probably right,” Bri agrees. “I’ll ask Jonah to change it to a mini-crocodile. Or a teacup crocodile.”
“Let’s check the east tower next,” I
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