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The Hammer

Continued…

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“WHAT!” Hobalob shouted at Dill who brought the bad news.

He did not shout at Till, Dill’s twin but at Dill .  Dill had failed to shake Moosmore off his, Hobalob’s trail.  Hobalob knew he had to do something fast or else Moosmore might find him and put him in jail.  He could not let that happen.

“How can you let this happen?” Hobalob screeched. He was so mad he hit Dill.

“But boss,” said Dill “Moosmore knows that you are in Plax. How do I shake him off your trail?”

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A Story by Jumpin Bean

Moosmore was getting bored.  He had been on the train for seven hours and he knew he had five more hours to go.  It had taken Moosmore a year to track down Goldon Fields magic hammer.  It had taken a week to persuade Hobalob to give the hammer for a thousand Pizzods but it was a trick and Moosmore did not ge tthe hammer.  When Hobalob got the money he ran to the train that went to Plax.  Moosmore got the next train to Plax.

So here we are stuck in a cat and mouse game, he hiding me seeking thought Moosmore as he looked out the window into a pitch black stormy night.  When he came to Plax it was dawn and he was glad to stretch his legs and look around.

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