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pretending that Shiloh's a bear, tryin' to get in. The more they squeal, the more Shiloh wiggles about, tryin' to get his nose under the edge of the sheet, tail going ninety miles an hour. If that dog had wings, he'd fly, except his propeller would be on the wrong end.
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I sure wasn't going to ask Aunt Sally, because if she told me once that getting your period was like a moth becoming a butterfly, she'd probably say that sexual intercourse was like a deer getting antlers or something.
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There was a fire drill at school the next day. I think I'm more afraid of the fire alarm than I am of a fire. When the fire alarm goes off, you jump out of your skin. Your heart pounds and your ears buzz and your brain melts and all you want to do is get away from that horrible noise. "Get up and walk quickly out the door and to your right," said Mr. Dooley. "Do not pass go and do not collect two hundred dollars," said Donald. I held my han..
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What's up?" asked Beth. "You mean, what's ," said Eddie, her eyes beginning to glower. "Or, what's to be down. going to be down, that's what." She let sisters over a hedge just beyond the school property. "We're going to wait here," she said, "and when the Hatfords come by, we're going to leap on Jake--all three of us. Before Wally and Josh can even think of stopping us, we are going to stuff Jake so full of snow he'll think he's a sno..
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Whatever did girls do without sisters?
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Beth took the binoculars. "Boys," she answered. "Right." "Spying on us!" she said, starting to smile. "Right again." "What are we going to do?" Eddie laughed. "Give them something to look at." "But what?" "We'll see," said Eddie. Caroline smiled to herself. Whatever did girls do without sisters? She took the binoculars again and watched as the four boys across the river slowly made their way back down the trapdoor in the roof. "Whatever we ..
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The boys want us to think the river's polluted. I heard them talking!" "Those creepy jerks!" cried Caroline. "Those jerky creeps!" said Eddie. "This isn't a joke anymore. This is war!"
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How many girls?" Mother asked. "Two, now," Peter answered. "I mean three. girls!" He looked quickly at Jake. " girls, all right. I counted." Mother studied him curiously."
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The first thing he usually did when he got home was shower, but today he could scarcely make it into the house because the boys were blocking the steps. "How y'doin'?" he said, maneuvering around them and going inside. The boys got up and followed him. "Anything exciting happen today?" Jake inquired. "I told Mrs. Blake I wouldn't deliver her mail unless she kept her dog in the house," Father said. "Almost got my pants torn off by that beas..
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They're coming!" Josh yelled. Like a whirlwind the twins rushed downstairs, where Peter was waiting. With Wally bringing up the rear they all went outside. The two older Malloy sisters, wearing jeans and long shirts down to their knees, were walking arm in arm across the swinging bridge, leaning on each other, like two girls who had more sadness than they could possibly bear, Wally thought. As they came closer, the Hatford brothers pretende..
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Caroline said to herself. Well, the Hatfords would soon find out they were no match for the Malloys.
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She followed Wally up front where Miss Applebaum was placing two chairs, face to face, about three feet apart. "I want you to sit here," she told them, "and I want you to talk to each other for ten minutes. Perhaps at the end of that time you will have said everything there is to say, and there will be no more disturbances in class." Caroline thought. She would rather be paddled! One minute would be bad enough, five minutes would be cruel ..
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When they reached the house, Wally took a box of crackers up to his room and sat on the floor to eat them, his back against his bed. He still couldn't believe that he was the one who had officially declared war on the Malloys. How had it happened? Only a week before he was lying on his back in the grass, and now here he was: Number One on their Most-Wanted list. He was on bad terms already with his teacher, had almost broken Caroline's nose..
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I supposed we just ring the doorbell and say, 'Look, let's bury the hatchet and be friends,'" Beth suggested. The girls looked at each other and smiled a little. "Naw," said Caroline. "This is a lot more fun."
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Eddie, Beth, and Caroline, this is . . ." She paused, waiting for the boys to say their own names. "Josh," said Jake. "Jake," said Josh. "Peter," said Wally. "Wally," said Peter."
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Now, what's this all about?" she demanded. "They started it, Mom," said Caroline, wringing out the tail of her shirt. "We did not!" said Jake hotly. "Eddie turned the hose on Josh." "He dropped his bucket on purpose!" cried Beth. "I did not!" said Josh. Mrs. Malloy looked around curiously. "You kids hardly know each other! How did you get to be enemies so soon?" Wally looked at Caroline. his eyes told her."
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She says she'll return my briefs if you return her paper, Wally. Do you know what she's talking about?" Wally nodded and swallowed. "Tell her I'll return the paper if she returns the flashlight." Mr. Hatford spoke into the phone again. "He says he'll return the paper if you return the flashlight. Don't ask me what's going on around here. I'm only their father . . . Okay, five minutes from now on the bridge . . . He'll be there." Wally's fat..
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Three figures huddled on the widow's walk on top of the Hatford's house. Rain beat steadily down on their yellow slickers and the air was cold. "Even if we catch pneumonia and die, it's worth it," said Caroline, her teeth chattering. "Even if we fall off the roof and break both legs," Eddie agreed. "One more time?" Beth asked. "No. Didn't you hear them running? Let's wait until we think they've forgotten about it, then sock it to them agai..
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It's hard to sleep that night. Our sofa's got more lumps than bean soup, and every time I turn over, I pull out the blanket from the bottom. I get up about two in the morning and stand at the window. Moon's almost full, and the snow sparkles like diamonds. I'm not lookin' for moonlight or snowlight, though--only Shiloh. We keep the shed door open on nights like this so he can go in there and sleep if he comes back late. But I know my dog; h..
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Do not panic!" Lord Thistlebottom"
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stares down at her spinach. "It looks like poop," she says."
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