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Episode 8

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-Ils ont tous disparu en même temps, dit soudain Amazia. Y compris Alex, le plus grand, qui était sur un lit d’hôpital à ce moment-là.

-Et le bébé aussi ? a presque crié Cody.

Tehe. Il avait vraiment craqué pour ce petit bout de chamallow… J’allais pouvoir me foutre de sa poire jusqu’à la fin des temps avec cette histoire !

-Oui, Leo aussi, a soupiré la vieille lady en tripotant sa tasse à café.

-Vous avez des indices ? j’ai demandé. Quelqu’un qui en veut à votre famille ?

Elle a eu l’air toute bizarre pendant genre un quart de seconde, mais finalement quand elle a ouvert la bouche ça a donné ça:

-Aucun indice.

Echange de regards avec Cody. Trop génial.

-Si vous voulez, vous pouvez vous rendre à l’endroit où la plupart ont disparu. Au parc.

Elle a marqué un truc sur un morceau de papier et nous l’a tendu.

-Tenez. Voici l’adresse.

Episode 7

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flècheI am the brave one. Jack was still hiding in the car when I got out and walked up the alley to Amazia’s doorstep. After a few more minutes, Jack finally came with Mom. She was almost holding him by the arm. ‘Cause he was shaking like a whole bowl of jelly. One with black hair and blue eyes though. Haha!

Mom rang the bell. We heard footsteps, then the door opened. The old lady was smiling. Not in a creepy way this time. She wasn’t cranky nor anything. She had a dark, smooth face with high cheekbones, long grey hair and shining green eyes. She was beautiful.

She was also wearing turquoise earrings, just like us. In the old days, getting your ears pierced was supposed to be a good thing for Navajo babies, boys included. Mom decided we would get lucky, too. So both Jack and I have one turquoise earring. We NEVER wear it at school though. That would be weird.  But enough about earrings!

“Hi, Mrs. Amazia,” Mom said. “I’m Johanna Storm, and these are my sons, Jack and Cody.”

“I’m glad you made it here so quickly,” Amazia answered. “I was waiting for you. Come in.”

While we were following her to the living-room, I noticed another picture of the baby on the wall. He was all smilin’ and playin’ with a random Cookie Monster plush. I looked up at his baby face and realized that he was actually so freaking CUTE!   And then I felt sad.

Maybe he did not exist anymore. Maybe that was the last time he got to play with his plush. Maybe his trusting eyes and happy smile had forever disappeared. Maybe he had never gotten to grow up and tell stupid jokes and eat Cookie Dough like Jack and I do. Blargh. I was going to cry.

“She’s obviously never heard ‘bout air-conditioning,” groaned Jack.

Episode 4

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This was how the letter started. And then it went on and on. I’m going to type what is next so that your eyes, dear readers, can get some rest. After all, I have a reputation. I am supposed to be Jack-such-a-sweet-guy. Whatever.

“I am the grandmother of some of the kids you can see on the photography I sent you. They disappeared twelve years ago. They literally vanished in Downtown Phoenix. On the very day you guys were born.

The police did its best to find them or at least understand what happened. Yet nothing was found, except for the necklace that has been in my family for ages and that I had given my eldest granddaughter. Now this story has been forgotten, and I am getting desperate thinking I will never get to see my grandchildren again.

I am sure your birthdate is a sign. You two are the only ones that can find my grandchildren and get them back. I am thus putting all of my trust in you.

About the necklace now. It belonged to one of my ancestors. He was brave. A great man. So I am giving it to you, in the hope that his spirit  will protect you and give you the strength that you need for your mission.

Feel free to come visit at the address written on the envelope whenever you feel like it. You will be more than welcome.”

A magic necklace and the spirit of her ancestor. Really? I froze. Pretty much like a computer hit by a virus. Cody started walking all around and acting crazy, like always. He can just never get a hold of himself.

‘Oh, you must be kidding me! She wants us to get the kids back all by ourselves?! And of course we’re not going to be turned into mashed potatoes in the process. Because her super-duper-awesome ancestor will protect us!  That’s just the worst freakin’ joke EVER! What the hell are we supposed to do now?!

‘Calm down.’

Episode 2

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Hello there, it’s Jack! It’s finally my turn to speak, now that His Highness Cody started.flèche

So once Cody got tired of laughing, he helped his burrito-looking brother get out of the hammock. That is, he almost ripped up the entire thing. Then we exchanged a glance and tossed the broken pieces into the garbage can, casting furtive looks around like we were getting rid of a murder victim.

It was dark inside the house. The windows had been covered with white cotton curtains to keep us fresh. (Insert bad joke here). We crossed the living room without seeing anybody. Continue reading →