damn,
damn.
i just can not lift this thing.
oh well.
maybe i should just give up - again.
if i stick around here someone - iike the police - will surely come along.
and ask questions.
suddenly a bear emerged from the woods.
it ignored william and made straight for the box.
it picked the box up and headed back into the woods.
i might as well follow it.
the bear, with the box o it shoulder, seemed to know where it wanted to go.
william followed it down a path he could barely see but the bear seemed to kow well.
they came to s learing.
there was a house in the clearing.
thee were no lights on in the house
a pickup truck on blocks sat in the small cleared space beside the house.
as william got closer he saw that the windows of the house had bars on them.
the bear took the box and smashed one of the windows with it . it kept smashing until the bars gave way.
then it dropped the box - dropped rhe box! - and climbed through the window.
to willliam it seemed a pretty tight fit, especially considering the broken glass ad twisetd metal, but somehow the bear got through.
then he noticed something else.
when the ear dropped the box it landed, not on the ground, but on a little red wagon sitting under the window,.
william tugged at the wagon.
and tugged hareer.
the wagon moved!
he could hear the bear stomping around in the house. it sounded like it was picking things up and throwing them.
like it was busy.
it is worth a try.
if the bear comes out and wants the wagon and the box back i can always run.
i think..
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