Book3:WereMyDreamIs

beforeRichardcouldstophim.Luckilyitmisseditstargetandwasstuthefence.Big-Ojumpedoverthefendranafterhim.RichardlookedatMr.Kaffee.

    “It’sokay.Lethimgo”saidMr.Kaffee.“ThepolicewillbeheresoonandBig-Ohasalongpolicerecord.It’sbetterforhimnottobeseenthepolice.LethimrunafterMr.Finger.Nothingwillhappen.”Shrillsoundsofpolicesirenandthewailingoftheambunceearerandnearer.Mr.Kaffeelookeddownandsawatinyrustyobjectlyingonthegrass.Hepickeditupandfounditwasanexquisitelymadeantique-lookingbrooise.

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    “Ah”,hethought“ThatmustbewhatDwarfMickeywastalkingabout,thethingwithmagicpotionismelledlikeflowersandakepeoplelosetheirsehisisevindshouldnotbeallowedtoexist.”Sayingso,hethrewitintothedeepwateroftheswim