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Stories tagged with "maya"

  • Frozen Adventure Continues Inspired by text

    “What the hell?” Maya ran behind the car, muttering curses to herself and trying to make out the license plate. Why was this…

  • Frozen Adventure

    “LIZZY!” Maya called, her hands cold and her breath showing in the cold wind. “Lizzy, where are you, girl?” Maya tramped ove…

  • A Case Resolved Inspired by text

    Maya:

    And so the case was resolved with our trip back to Mrs. Widmeyer’s place. As it turned out, all Uncle Louie wanted w…

  • A Conversation With Uncle Louie Inspired by text

    Wendall:

    Finally, with my cunning skills, I manage to convince Plunger Boy that we need to go see Uncle Louie. He leads us…

  • A Trip Back to the Concert Inspired by text

    Maya:

    So I show up at Wendall’s at the prearranged time, hoping against hope that Perry will have forgotten. But no such l…

  • A Discussion in the Clubhouse Inspired by text

    Wendall:

    We sit in my clubhouse, Perry holding his Uncle Louie action figure and Maya holding a notebook and pencil. “So,”...

  • A Shopkeeper (Perhaps Called Bob) Inspired by text

    Manager of Main Street Books (we’ll call him Bob):

    I don’t think these strange three kids were actually doing research f…

  • A Strange Trio Inspired by text

    Maya:

    “What in the world…” I don’t finish my sentence. No ending is necessary, not with Wendall standing before me weari…

  • A Bicycle Trip and A Ski Mask Inspired by text

    Wendall:

    “She’s totally not going to believe that he stole her wallaby!” I say to Maya and Perry as soon as we get out of …

  • An Romance (Or Perhaps A Bit of Trickery) Inspired by text

    Maya:

    “Oh my god! We were right!” I cry, staring at the newspaper article.

    “Yeah,” Wendall says, looking as though he is…