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The muscles on Dad’s shoulders bunched. He stepped forward suddenly; Captain Hork yelped and jerked back in fright, and his horse skittered and started down the hill.
“Whoa!” he squawked. “Well, I’m, ah, leaving now. Whoa!” The horse kept going. “Whoa! Whoa, you stupid animal!”
Hork’s horse cantered away. The two soldiers glanced at each other, lifted a crate each, and followed after them. The slim man, Malik, followed. But at the last moment he turned and gazed at Tom, an odd expression on his face...
Then he left.
That evening Tom and his parents ate
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