By Jonathan Emmett
Hot-diggerty! Whatever's that?" exclaims Mole as he burrows out of the floor one evening and catches sight of the moon. He thinks it is the most lovely factor he is ever visible and he desires it, so he units approximately attempting to pull it down - to no avail. whilst all his efforts end up to be in useless, he without notice notices the moon's in a puddle at his toes and reaches to select it up and breaks it. negative Mole is inconsolable, until eventually he's proven that the moon isn't really damaged in any respect, yet simply as appealing as ever, putting within the sky like a brilliant silver coin. And it is not as close to because it appears to be like!
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A light was weaving jerkily up the alley. A policeman appeared. He fixed Jeep and Alex in the beam, then tried to catch Chuck, but wherever he aimed, Chuck had just left. Jeep rumbled a deep growl. “He’s a radio engineer doing an inspection,” Alex called, getting up. ” the policeman ordered. ” Chuck didn’t reply until he’d dropped lightly to the ground and scrambled back over the fence. “Couldn’t get to it. Too hot,” he panted. The policeman held his light on Chuck’s face. Chuck didn’t flinch or turn away.
Alex did too. She felt the down on her arms rise—a warning of electricity in the air, her father said. Chuck took off the headphones and began snapping up the radio’s cover. “Missed it. ” Alex asked. ” Chuck shook his head. “No. It’s not grounded, so the charge will just pass through it like it does with an airplane,” he said as he hoisted the radio onto his back, “but watch out if you’re on the pot in a thunderstorm. ” “You gotta be kidding,” Alex said, but there was no reading Chuck’s face. “See you after school,” he said, turning away.
He scaled the fence like it was nothing. The cage around the ladder was locked, so he began pitching himself up the tower’s struts like a squirrel jumping from branch to branch. Chuck told her he was after something to do with radar, a special new kind of radio that would let him see things coming, like enemy aircraft, killer asteroids, infiltrators, spies. Alex climbed trees to spy but mostly it was to imagine flying like the woman they’d read about in school, Amelia Earhart, who flew alone across the Atlantic.