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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But what really got <strong>the</strong>ir attenti<strong>on</strong> was an<br />
excited passel of arms waving from a balc<strong>on</strong>y<br />
above. Uncle Fritz flagged <strong>the</strong>m down with both<br />
hands. “Here we are!” he cried. “Up here!”<br />
Christina and Grant looked up to see <strong>the</strong>ir<br />
uncle and his two s<strong>on</strong>s hanging precariously over<br />
<strong>the</strong> mezzanine railing like a bunch of m<strong>on</strong>keys.<br />
“That’s C.F.,” Christina told Grant, knowing<br />
he would not remember since he was so little <strong>the</strong><br />
last time <strong>the</strong>y saw <strong>the</strong>ir cousins. She pointed up<br />
to a red-headed boy who was loaded with freckles.<br />
“He looks just like Aunt Emma.”<br />
“He looks like a lobster,” Grant said, waving<br />
at <strong>the</strong> boy.<br />
“He looks like an eleven-year-old acting like a<br />
two-year-old,” Christina added. “And that’s<br />
Derian. He’s fourteen.” She wanted to add that<br />
he was cute too, but she didn’t think her bro<strong>the</strong>r<br />
would care. Since he might share her<br />
observati<strong>on</strong>, she wisely kept it to herself.<br />
Both boys waved animatedly to <strong>the</strong>ir younger<br />
cousins <strong>on</strong> <strong>the</strong> floor below. <str<strong>on</strong>g>The</str<strong>on</strong>g> restaurant was<br />
such a lively, noisy place that <strong>the</strong> boys’<br />
shenanigans did not even attract a raised<br />
eyebrow—not even when <strong>the</strong>y both slid down <strong>the</strong><br />
metal railing to greet <strong>the</strong> newcomers!<br />
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