Stanley took a long, deep breath. He couldn’t afford to dawdle.
He was way behind the others, and the sun just kept getting hotter. It wasn’t even noon yet.
But he didn’t know if he had the strength to stand up. He thought about quitting.
He wondered what they would do to him. What could they do to him? His clothes were soaked with sweat.
In school he had learned that sweating was good for you. It was nature’s way of keeping you cool. So why was he so hot?
Using his shovel for support, he managed to get to his feet. “Where are we supposed to go to the bathroom?” he asked Magnet.
Magnet gestured with his arms to the great expanse around them. “Pick a hole, any hole,” he said.
Stanley staggered across the lake, almost falling over a dirt pile. Behind him he heard Magnet say, “But first make sure nothing’s living in it.”
After leaving Myra’s house, Elya wandered aimlessly through the town, until he found himself down by the wharf.
He sat on the edge of a pier and stared down into the cold, black water.
He could not understand how Myra had trouble deciding between him and Igor. He thought she loved him.
Even if she didn’t love him, couldn’t she see what a foul person Igor was? It was like Madame Zeroni had said.
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