I was standing with the velocipede by the post office, waiting for tour groups to come through. That’s when I heard a deep voice behind the building calling my name.
velocipede, max. it was one of the first bicycles ever, and it’s my job to demonstrate it. i lost it once before, and bev said if i lost it again, she would have to fire me, so i need your help.
how’d it go missing?
i went to check it out, but no one was around. when i got back to the front of the post office, a tour group had passed by and the velocipede was gone.
none! my friend maggie wood works in the blacksmith shop as an apprentice, and she helped me find it last time. i need to find her, but if bev sees me without the velocipede, i’m toast!
by the sounds of it, that was our tour group. but we were at the back and i didn’t see anything.
don’t worry, lance. you hide out and we’ll do some sleuthing while our class is at lunch.
me neither. do you have any idea who might’ve stolen it?
i think i have a solution for that…
but we’ll stick out like sore thumbs! if anyone from the staff sees us walking around on our own, they’ll send us back to the tour group.
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