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... o catch him, but Art kept dodging him. Still thinking he had wings, he ran around the caravan like a wild rooster, flapping his arms, hunching his back, craning his neck, lifting his butt. The boy ran ahead like a falcon, trying to fly, but he couldn’t.
He babbled as he flapped his arms, trying to speak, but his tongue kept getting twisted, much to Eveline’s worry. She wondered if he’d bite it off. “He’s cheeky.”
Everyone else watched with great interest. They were both sad and a ...
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