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“Mean Mrs. Abernathy,” whispered Abby to her sister, Persimmon.
Persimmon pointed to mist forming words in the library’s rafters... which guided them to a book in the false back of a shelf, for Mrs. Abernathy.
They put it on her desk.
She opened it and gasped. It was hollowed out and jammed full of cash and a letter from Earl.
Reading it, she laughed. “Run and shout, kids! I'm retiring."