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Vanished! 77<br />
“D<strong>on</strong>’t you want to read <strong>the</strong> new clue?”<br />
she asked in exasperati<strong>on</strong>.<br />
“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> what?”<br />
“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> clue! <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> fortune cookie!”<br />
“Oh, yeah,” Grant said. He opened his<br />
hand. He had held <strong>the</strong> cookie so tightly that it<br />
was now so crushed to bits so that it was easy to<br />
read <strong>the</strong> little paper. Christina shined her<br />
flashlight <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> note and read:<br />
“I just wish that were a fortune that would<br />
come true,” said Christina, “that he would leave<br />
us al<strong>on</strong>e.”<br />
“Christina! Grant!” Papa hollered.<br />
Grant stuck <strong>the</strong> cookie in a pocket.<br />
Christina turned <strong>of</strong>f her flashlight and <strong>the</strong>y made<br />
<strong>on</strong>e last dash to catch up with <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rs.<br />
Quickly <strong>the</strong>y all hurried to catch <strong>the</strong> last tram<br />
ride down for <strong>the</strong> night.
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