“Puppy Is Missing! After school, Maria and I walked home together. Gio came running up with tears on his face. “My puppy! She’s missing!” “Where did you see her last?” Maria asked. “Over there.” Gio pointed to the sidewalk. “I put down Puppy to write with chalk.” “Chalk?” I repeated, remembering my clue. “What word did you write?” “My favorite word,” Gio said. “I wrote ‘Puppy.’” That’s when I solved my first mystery. Only it took more brain power than Zapato Power. Gio was the one who wrote POOP...EE on the shed and sidewalk. He was a very bad speller. “Puppy!” Gio cried again. “She ran away!” “We have to find her,” Maria said. “She could get hurt.” Puppy was too little to be alone. She could get run over by a car. “Let’s spread out and look in different places,” I said. Gio went right. Maria went left. I went everywhere. I circled Starwood Park, my heels smoking, searching bushes, trees, and corners with my Zapato Power eyes. I tried the school playground.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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