“The eggs were painted different colors.” Sally smiled and pushed back her brown bangs. “It was at Easter, an egg-eating contest,” Watch explained. Hey, Cindy, Adam-I remember the time Watch ate half a dozen uncooked eggs.” Cindy made a face and hooked her long blond hair behind her ears. “You used to be the most unpicky eater I know. “Since when did you care what’s between two slices of bread?” Sally Wilcox asked Watch. The shadows were deep in these woods, and old. Although they now sat in the sun, they had found the hike from the road through the woods rather chilly. The surrounding trees were tall, heavy branched. Nearby a stream gurgled and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky. The meadow was filled with bright yellow daisies with black centers. “I hope you didn’t put mayonnaise on my sandwich,” Watch said as Cindy began to empty the picnic basket on the yellow blanket they had brought. Places where evil could happen, and no one would be the wiser. Meadows isolated enough that a person could pretend he or she was in the middle of nowhere. There were many beautiful meadows in these woods. It was in these wooded hills that they decided to have their picnic. Their town, Spooksville, was surrounded by mountains and hills on three sides and the ocean on the fourth. And since no one else could think of anything better to do that day, a picnic it was. It was Cindy Makey who suggested it would be fun to do it at least once before school started. Not in a meadow with a proper basket of food and a blanket to lie on in the sun. Pan's Realm 1 The gang had never gone on a real picnic before.
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