To the left and to the right, as far as eye can see, is green. Once in a while you see a herd of cattle, lounging next to small ponds or standi CHAPTER THREE “So I left them hanging,” I say over breakfast. “So no more laughing over my getting mugged, got it?” I say, munching on my frosted honey bun. What? They might have had cereal in the convenience store, I just didn’t get past the junk food section, okay? At least Panther took Cubby after looking at our breakfast--he’d only snorted at the thought of us eating it. “But still--it’s that baby face of yours,” Max says, grinning, “people think you’re an easy mark.” “Do you still have the acorn?” Ace asks curiously. “And would it have killed you to get some coffee?” “I forgot,” I admit, downing my coke. I would be asleep right now, but there’d been another little episode with freezing cold marbles. Thus, we’re lounging around the fire-pit in our tree house as I tell them all about last night. “But since Cubby’s with his dad, you’re welcome to go get it yourself.”
