"Hmm...what if, when Reyna's caught picking her pocket, Georgianna holds her, so she's still in place when the guards come...and she squirms, so the player can try to get away, but can't move ( Read more... )

The oak tree looks different from up here, Stevie thought. The squirrel drey, wedged in a fork of branches, was closer and looked bigger, larger than a soccer ball. And he could see the little entry way, where the grey squirrels could enter and leave.

"C'mon, Stevie, hurry up!!"

Stevie peeked over the edge of garage again. "I don' wanna!!"

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