Libris “Hide behind that building!” Billy shouted at Jack. “Hurry.” Jack ran behind the cinder-block structure. “N-n-now what?” said Walter as the whole forest trembled every time the giant stepped closer. “We need to make up our own fairy tale,” said Billy. The giant shoved aside two leafy treetops and peered down at Billy and Walter. “Fee, fi, fo, fum! I smell the blood of an Englishman!” Walter wheezed and pumped. Wheezed and pumped. “Jack’s not here,” said Billy as coolly as he could. “Where did he go?” “Upstairs.” He jabbed his thumb toward the sky. “That little thief stole my magic harp.” “We know. He told us. And while you’re wasting your time down here, chasing after Walter and me, Jack’s back up in the clouds grabbing your goose, the one that lays the golden eggs.” “No!” said the giant, turning his massive body around as quickly as he could, which wasn’t very quickly at all. “He cannot have Goldie!” “Then you better hurry home to protect her.”
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