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with all her might.
Milo tossed her backpack at her feet. “I think
you might have brain damage. We need to get help. Can you walk or should I carry you?”
“Carry me?” Lucy looked at him sideways. They were practically the same size.
He nodded cheerfully.
She took note of his perfectly coordinated rain gear, none of which was appropriate for hiking in the woods. She had never seen him before, and people so smartly dressed hardly ever came to Sticky Pines. What horse did this kid ride in on?
Lucy sat back on the tree stump. “I’m OK,” she said. “I just need to get home.” She put on her boots, brushed herself off and stood up. She did a couple of jumping jacks. “See?”
Milo looked doubtful, and the jumping jacks made Lucy’s headache come back.
“You know, you never actually told me your name,” he said.
“Oh,” she said. “Lucy Sladan.” 20