Our Story Continues.....
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“It’s my lunch time, so you guys
have an hour to clear out of here
before I bring in the tractor,”
yelled the workman.
“There is no time to lose.  Let’s
head for the library and find out
who owns the old shack and see if
we can get them to stop tearing it
down.  I’ll fly ahead and get
started,” said Bizby as he and
Slipper flew away.
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Bizby and Slipper flew to the
library and quickly looked up the
old shack on the computer.  The
kids had just arrived as the little
squirts were coming out the door.
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“It belongs to Mr. Longhouse.  He’s
the one who lives up on the hill in
the old mansion,” yelled Slipper.
“Oh no! Isn’t he the mean old man
that kicked my dog out of his yard
last year and yelled at us for
playing near his house?” asked Rosy.
“The very same,” said Bizby.
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There was no time to get scared.  
They had already used up fifteen
minutes and time was not on their
side.
They ran up to the big doors on
the old house and stood there
shaking not knowing what to do
next.
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Before they even had time to
knock, the door opened and out
stepped Mr. Longhouse with a
mean look on his face.  “WHAT
DO YOU WANT?” he asked with
a frown.