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Yes No Thanks for your feedback! Report as inappropriate. I say this book is perfectly delightful. It is very intriguing at times and an amazing book. I hope others enjoy this book as much as I did. Thank you. Inspection Clear. Have a nice day. Roy woudn't notice the strange running boy cose Dana Matherson. The same day a police officer named Delinko was in charge of one of the great mother paulas panake house in Couconut Cuve. How to write a great review Do Say what you liked best and least Describe the author's style Explain the rating you gave Don't Use rude and profane language Include any personal information Mention spoilers or the book's price Recap the plot.

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How big are they? Bout as tall as a beer can. No kidding? But I aint never seen one, officially speakin. Back at the patrol car, the patrolman took out his clipboard and started writing the report. It turned out that Curlys real name was Leroy Branitt, and he was the supervising engineer of the construction project.

He scowled when he saw the policeman write down foreman instead. Officer Delinko explained to Curly the problem with filing the complaint as a vandalism. My sergeants going 6. Some kids came on the property and pulled a bunch of sticks out of the ground.

How do you know it was kids? Curly muttered. Well, who else would it be? What about them fillin up the holes and throwin the stakes, just to make us lay out the whole site all over again. What about that? It puzzled the policeman, too. Kids usually didnt go to that kind of trouble when pulling a prank.

Do you have any particular suspects? Curly admitted he didnt. But, okay, say it was kids. That means its not a crime? Of course its a crime, Officer Delinko replied. Im saying its not technically vandalism. Its trespassing and malicious mischief. Thatll do, Curly said with a shrug. Long as I can get a copy of your report for the insurance company. Least well be covered for lost time and expenses. Officer Delinko gave Curly a card with the address of the police departments administration office and the name of the clerk in charge of filing the incident reports.

Curly tucked the card into the breast pocket of his foreman shirt. The policeman put on his sunglasses and slid into his patrol car, which was as hot as a brick oven. He quickly turned on the ignition and cranked the air conditioner up full blast.

As he buckled his seat belt, he said, Mr. Branitt, 7. Im just curious. Fire away, said Curly, wiping his brow with a yellow bandanna. Its about those owls. Whats gonna happen to them? Officer Delinko asked. Once you start bulldozing, I mean. Curly the foreman chuckled. He thought the policeman must be kidding. What owls? All day long Roy couldnt stop thinking about the strange running boy.

Between classes he scanned the faces in the hallways on the chance that the boy had come to school late. Maybe hed been hurrying home, Roy thought, to change clothes and put on some shoes. But Roy didnt see any kids who resembled the one who had jumped over the big pointy-eared dog. Maybe hes still running, Roy thought as he ate lunch. Florida was made for running; Roy had never seen anyplace so flat. Back in Montana you had steep craggy mountains that rose ten thousand feet into the clouds.

Here the only hills were man-made highway bridges smooth, gentle slopes of concrete. Then Roy remembered the heat and the humidity, which on some days seemed to suck the very meat out of his lungs. A long run in the Florida sun would be torture, 8.

A kid would have to be tough as nails to make a routine of that. A boy named Garrett sat down across from Roy. Roy nodded hi and Garrett nodded hi, and then both of them went back to eating the gooey macaroni on their lunch trays. Being the new kid, Roy always sat alone, at the end of the table, whenever he was in the cafeteria. Roy was an old pro at being the new kid; Trace Middle was the sixth school he had attended since hed started going to school. Coconut Cove was the tenth town his family had lived in since Roy could remember.

Roys father worked for the government. His mother said they moved so often because Roys father was very good at his job whatever that was and frequently got promoted. Apparently thats how the government rewarded good work, by transferring you from one place to another.

Hey, said Garrett. You got a skateboard?

No, but Ive got a snowboard. Garrett hooted. What for? Where I used to live it snowed a lot, Roy said. You should learn to skateboard. Its awesome, man. Oh, I know how to skateboard. I just dont have one. Then you should get one, Garrett said. Me and my friends, we do the major malls.

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You should come. Thatd be cool. Roy tried to sound enthusiastic.

He didnt like shopping malls, but he appreciated that Garrett was trying to be friendly. Garrett was a D student, but he was popular in school 9. Garrett was the king of phony farts at Trace Middle. His most famous trick was farting out the first line of the Pledge of Allegiance during homeroom. Ironically, Garretts mother was a guidance counselor at Trace Middle. Roy figured she used up her guiding skills every day at school and was too worn out to deal with Garrett when she got home.

Yeah, we skate hard until the security guards run us off, Garrett was saying, and then we do the parking lots until we get chased out of there, too. Its a blast. Sweet, Roy said, though cruising a mall seemed like a pretty dull way to spend a Saturday morning. He was looking forward to his first airboat ride in the Everglades. His dad had promised to take him, one of these weekends.

Are there any other schools around here? Roy asked Garrett. You sick of this one already? Garrett cackled and plunged a spoon into a lump of clammy apple crisp.

No way. The reason I asked, I saw this weird kid today at one of the bus stops. Except he didnt get on the bus, and hes not here at school, Roy said, so I figured he must not go to Trace. I dont know anyone who doesnt go to Trace, Garrett said. Theres a Catholic school up in Fort Myers, but thats a long ways off. Was he wearing a uniform, this kid? Because the nuns make everybody wear uniforms. No, he definitely wasnt in a uniform. Youre sure he was in middle school?

Maybe he goes to Graham, Garrett suggested. Graham was the public high school nearest to Coconut Cove. Roy said, He didnt look big enough for high school. Maybe he was a midget. Garrett grinned and made a farty noise with one of his cheeks.

I dont think so, said Roy. You said he was weird. He wasnt wearing any shoes, Roy said, and he was running like crazy. Maybe somebody was after him. Did he look scared? Not really.

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Garrett nodded. High school kid. Betcha five bucks. To Roy, that still didnt make sense. Classes at Graham High started fifty-five minutes earlier than the classes at Trace; the high school kids were off the streets long before the middle school buses finished their routes.

So he was skippin class. Kids skip all the time, Garrett said. You want your dessert? Roy pushed his tray across the table. You ever skip school? Uh, yeah, Garrett said sarcastically.

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Buncha times. You ever skip alone? Garrett thought for a moment. Its always me and my friends. Thats what I mean. So maybe the kids just a psycho. Who cares? Or an outlaw, said Roy. Garrett looked skeptical. An outlaw? You mean like Jesse James? No, not exactly, Roy said, though there had been something wild in that kids eyes. Garrett laughed again. An outlaw thats rich, Eberhardt. You got a seriously whacked imagination. Yeah, said Roy, but already he was thinking about a plan.

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