She says she'll return my briefs if you return her paper, Wally. Do you know what she's talking about?"
Wally nodded and swallowed. "Tell her I'll return the paper if she returns the flashlight."
Mr. Hatford spoke into the phone again. "He says he'll return the paper if you return the flashlight. Don't ask me what's going on around here. I'm only their father . . . Okay, five minutes from now on the bridge . . . He'll be there."
Wally's father put down the telephone and looked at the boys. "That wouldn't be flashlight she's talking about, would it?"
Wally nodded still again. "Is this what goes on in the afternoons when I'm not here? People run off with my flashlight and shorts? I get home early for the first time in a couple of months, and what do I see? Some girl leaving our yard at sixty miles an hour waving my underwear in the wind!"
"She's the Crazie," Peter said soberly.
"Well, if you've got something of hers, Wally, you get on out to the bridge and give it back. I want my briefs and my flashlight back, and anything else that's missing. What do they want next? Socks? Toothbrush? Keys? They holding a garage sale or something?
Wally nodded and swallowed. "Tell her I'll return the paper if she returns the flashlight."
Mr. Hatford spoke into the phone again. "He says he'll return the paper if you return the flashlight. Don't ask me what's going on around here. I'm only their father . . . Okay, five minutes from now on the bridge . . . He'll be there."
Wally's father put down the telephone and looked at the boys. "That wouldn't be flashlight she's talking about, would it?"
Wally nodded still again. "Is this what goes on in the afternoons when I'm not here? People run off with my flashlight and shorts? I get home early for the first time in a couple of months, and what do I see? Some girl leaving our yard at sixty miles an hour waving my underwear in the wind!"
"She's the Crazie," Peter said soberly.
"Well, if you've got something of hers, Wally, you get on out to the bridge and give it back. I want my briefs and my flashlight back, and anything else that's missing. What do they want next? Socks? Toothbrush? Keys? They holding a garage sale or something?
( Phyllis Reynolds Naylor )
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