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Chicken that I am, I felt safer with the four of us together even if I was the only adult and my companions were small boys who were more concerned about farting than getting out of here alive, and a small dog who looked like Toto and would protect us perhaps from a rat, but not much else. It was time to move.
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Enjoy Chapter One of “The Secret of Kite Hill” by Bradley, Liam, and Luca Charbonneau.