Week 1: Insert Here vs Insert Here
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Any moment now, the feathered beasts would spot them. Maxwell had precious little time to get into position. One false move and the flock would be on him. He crossed his fingers and readied to sprint. As soon as Dodger gave the signal his team would move in. It was risky, but to save the two gnomes he saw before him, it was worth it.
In the heat shimmer of the afternoon, he saw Dodger wheel out on a toy tricycle. He lifted his hands high, clapped once and sped away through the vegetable patch. The chickens darted after him. Maxwell and his team raced in to rescue the bewildered gnomes. They were badly shaken. One tried to scream but to her horror no sound came out. Her mouth had not been properly painted. Poor girl.
As Maxwell ushered the pair into a cart he heard Dodger’s screams growing nearer. The team ran for the gate, escaping through the gap in the fence they had come in through. Maxwell stood ready with a wooden plank. Dodger sped as fast as he could straight past the group, still screaming. The team barely nailed the plank in place before the chickens arrived, angrily pecking the wood.
All stood frozen for a moment. Then Maxwell, taking the handle of the cart, began the walk back to basecamp.
C.M. Wellsmore 