Pretend to be sculptures

The Search for Socks concludes today.

“I swear it was her!” Lizzy was saying.

“Walking out the front door? How could it be the mannequin if it was walking out the front door?” said Georgia, rolling her eyes.

“We’re going to miss the bus,” said Cecily.

Lizzy was dragging them around corners, trying to catch up to Florence, who she’d seen set the alarm off. She knew there was something odd about that mannequin!

“We’re never going to catch up with her,” said Georgia, “And whether she’s a human being or a living dead mannequin, I think she wants to be left alone.”

They stood still for a minute. Lizzy nodded.

“Come on,” said Cecily.

“Let’s go to Cecily’s house and make popcorn!” said Georgia.

“Maybe it was one of those performance art people, who pretend to be sculptures. They can be really convincing,” suggested Lizzy as they walked to the bus stop.

“Oh, it’s starting to rain!” complained Cecily.

Etta didn’t land the space craft, that would be too dangerous. She hovered above the park, and dropped a very long rope ladder down for Florence to climb up.

“I’m so glad you’re safe,” said Etta, pressing a button. “We’ve been worried about you.”

“Thank you for coming to get me,” said Florence, relaxing into the seat.

“Let’s get out of here,” said Etta.

“Everyone get out your notebooks and answer the questions on page twelve,” said Ms Garlic.

Ondine wondered what it was like to live on Io.

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