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from Frienemies by Aleta Kay

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Chapter Nineteen

It was an hour before supper time when two young boys played kick-the-can along the dirt road outside their house, and about a quarter of a mile across from a large open field. They had been kicking it back and forth down and across the street. The last kick had it stopped by a mound of dirt that had been tamped down by recent rains, yet was still about four inches above the ground.

“What do you suppose is in there” Tommy Lilly asked. He stood straddle legged at the side facing away from the dirt road they lived on. Joey, the older of the two, put his hands on his hips and bent forward as if to get a better look.

“Ah, probably somebody’s dead cat or dog. No big deal.” Joey started to turn around.

“Wait,” Tommy said. “The hole is way too big for a dog or cat. Let’s dig it up and see what it is.” He was scuffing the toe of his shoe against the pile of dirt as he spoke.

“Naw, let’s just keep playing. Who cares what’s in that hole anyway?” Joey started to walk away.

“But it could be buried treasure,” Tommy...






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