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It was autumn again and that meant one thing: raking leaves. I was in the
yard raking piles and piles of leaves when suddenly an enormous dark object dropped from a tree! It was a huge turkey in a black cape! I was baby-sitting my granny's puppy Milo when it happened. Milo
started barking. I turned to find something to scare the big bird off
with, and Milo stopped barking immediately. I turned back and Milo
wasn't there! Neither was the turkey! I was in deep trouble. I knew
the turkey had to belong to somebody, so I went to ask the neighbors.
First I went to asked Miss Zelda, the elderly lady in the green house
next door. "Hello," she said when she opened the door.
I said, "I'm here to ask if you're missing a turkey." I didn't dare say
it was wearing a black cape! Who in the world would believe me?
Miss Zelda smiled and said, "No, dear. I'm not missing a turkey. " She
laughed and said, "I'm afraid the only turkeys I have around here are in
my freezer."
"Okay," I replied. I was about to go on to the next house when she
called me back. "Wait! I saw a very mysterious young woman at the
spooky old Hill mansion down the street. I think she just moved in.
Perhaps she lost a turkey."
"Thanks a lot!" I said. All the kids in the neighborhood had heard
stories about the old Hill mansion, and it did scare me a little. But
if I wanted Milo back, I knew I should check everywhere-- even the old
Hill mansion.
I rushed over on my bike and knocked on the creaky old door. It slowly
opened by itself! I had to keep thinking about Milo, or I would have
bolted from that porch right then.
But I slowly stepped into the entrance hall. Everything was all
decorated for Thanksgiving, and the dining room on the right looked as
if someone was about to have a feast. But nobody was there!
While my eyes traveled around this strange old place, I noticed a young
woman on the balcony that overlooked the first floor. She had to be the
person that Miss Zelda was talking about.
The lady didn't say anything, but she motioned for me to join her.
"That's strange," I thought. Still, I went up the stairs to the
balcony. She was sitting at a small round table with a crystal ball in
the middle.
"What may I do for you?" she asked, just like it was nothing unusual to
have a total stranger walk into her house.
"Can you help me find Milo, my granny's puppy?" I explained to her what
had happened.
"Why, of course," she replied. She waved her hands and the crystal ball
suddenly lit up. Inside I could see the giant turkey running down the
street with Milo tucked under his wing. The woman called out, "Come
back to me you feathered freak or on Thanksgiving you will shriek!!!!"
Then it happened! A giant cloud of glitter and smoke filled the room.
Before it cleared, I heard Milo barking! Somehow the lady had made Milo
and the turkey appear in the room with us.
I was so happy that Milo was back. He was happy, too. He jumped into
my arms and gave me a big puppy kiss.
As for the lady, I thanked her over and over again. Then I asked her
how she did it. She smiled and shrugged. "It's just a trick that has
been passed down in my family."
Suddenly two policemen broke down the front door.
"Is everything alright?" the shorter one called. "Someone reported
seeing smoke in the mansion."
"No, we're fine!" I called. I turned to ask the lady what to do, but
they had disappeared.
I came down the stairs, Milo barking in my arms. One cop asked me what
just happened.
I described the lady and said, "She helped me get my grandmother's puppy
back." I didn't say anything about the crystal ball or the turkey. Who
would believe me?
The policemen paused and looked at each other. Then one of them said,
"Kid, the lady you just described sounds like the one who lived here
long ago. Old Mrs. Simmons." He looked at his partner. "Remember when
we were kids? Everyone always said she practiced magic, and she had that
crazy pet turkey that followed her everywhere..."
"That must be her!" I said. "This lady had a pet turkey, too!"
The policeman stopped talking and looked at me seriously. "That couldn't
be Mrs. Simmons, kid. She died 17 years ago on Thanksgiving."
I sat down on a chair, hard. I looked up at the ceiling to try and make
sense of what I heard when I saw it-- a giant, stuffed turkey sitting on
the mantelpiece. And it winked at me!
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