The Mystery on the Freedom Trail
One if by land! Too many tombstones! Four funny friends! Spooky old places! Lots of clues and it's a race to the finish! When their schoolteacher cousin disappears in the middle of running the Boston Marathon, four kids wind their way through the perilous maze of Boston streets along the Freedom Trail to discover what happened! Take your mark and race with Christina, Grant and their cousins - Derian and C.F. - as they try to track down the mysterious whereabouts of their schoolteacher cousin who has disappeared from the famous Boston Marathon - right in the middle of the race! MORE than a race, a mystery! MORE than a mystery, there's real history about the Freedom Trail and the Boston Marathon history, too! MORE THAN ENOUGH REASONS TO RACE TO READ... The Mystery on the Freedom Trail The Boston Marathon Mystery.
One if by land! Too many tombstones! Four funny friends! Spooky old places! Lots of clues and it's a race to the finish! When their schoolteacher cousin disappears in the middle of running the Boston Marathon, four kids wind their way through the perilous maze of Boston streets along the Freedom Trail to discover what happened! Take your mark and race with Christina, Grant and their cousins - Derian and C.F. - as they try to track down the mysterious whereabouts of their schoolteacher cousin who has disappeared from the famous Boston Marathon - right in the middle of the race! MORE than a race, a mystery! MORE than a mystery, there's real history about the Freedom Trail and the Boston Marathon history, too! MORE THAN ENOUGH REASONS TO RACE TO READ... The Mystery on the Freedom Trail The Boston Marathon Mystery.
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“Where are our cousins?” asked Christina<br />
shyly. She wasn’t sure she was going to like<br />
spending time with her little bro<strong>the</strong>r and two<br />
o<strong>the</strong>r guys. Why couldn’t she have a girl cousin<br />
her own age?<br />
“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g>y’re down at <strong>the</strong> harbor (she said it<br />
HAHBAH) with your Uncle Fritz,” said Aunt<br />
Emma. “But we are meeting <strong>the</strong>m <strong>the</strong>re<br />
for lunch.”<br />
“<str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> harbor?” asked Grant. He loved boats<br />
and water. So did Papa. Mimi said a boat was a<br />
hole in <strong>the</strong> water that you poured m<strong>on</strong>ey into.<br />
N<strong>on</strong>e<strong>the</strong>less, she loved <strong>the</strong> boat <strong>the</strong>y kept in<br />
Savannah. It was named My Girl after her. She<br />
used it for research and photography. Papa used<br />
it for napping.<br />
“Bost<strong>on</strong> Harbor,” said Aunt Emma. (Actually,<br />
she said BAHSTAN HAHBAH, which made<br />
Christina and Grant giggle.) “Oh, c’m<strong>on</strong> you<br />
landlocked landlubbers! You’ll see!”<br />
As <strong>the</strong>y had reached <strong>the</strong> baggage terminal,<br />
<strong>the</strong>re was a flurry of arms and hands as luggage<br />
was grabbed off <strong>the</strong> creaking and groaning<br />
c<strong>on</strong>veyer belt and piled <strong>on</strong>to a cart. Christina<br />
gave Grant a squinty-eyed “d<strong>on</strong>’t even think about<br />
it look!” when she saw him c<strong>on</strong>templating a hop<br />
<strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> carousel for a quick ride al<strong>on</strong>g with <strong>the</strong><br />
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