As Sir White Beard and the Gang gently steer the plane to rest on the back porch of the stuffy house, there is complete and utter silence. It has been almost 30 years since Sir White Beard has seen Lady Grey. He is unsure of the condition of her heart, he knows that his own is nigh to breaking.
The investigators hear Deanna proclaim how strangely wonderful it is to be back on this porch she detested just weeks ago. Lynn grabs tight onto Grant, her excitement to see Lady Grey is exploding from her as Lilly whispers “Lynn just wait, Sir White Beard and Lady Grey need to speak first.”
Everyone holds their breath has Sir White Beard climbs from the plane, the Gang following his lead. They stand straighter than ever before as they await the confrontation. It seems like forever passes before Sir White Beard and Lady Grey are standing close together.
And then the Investigators, the Gang, and Mr. Peacock all wait for Sir White Beard to say the first thing, to explain, to apologize, to something! But before he can say anything, Lady Grey cries out, Read more
As the investigators follow behind the Gang and Sir White Beard, they sit in the conference room of the aircraft. Last night proved to be very long with research of Sir White Beard. And these are the conclusions that The Sierra Price Times investigators have reached.
Many years ago, long before any members of the Gang were present, Lady Grey and Sir White Beard took their residence in the stuffy house on the mountain. They were played with and pulled and slobbered on. Like the Gang, Sir White Beard could not handle it any more.
Several nights have passed since the Grant volunteered in Lynn’s place. What a gentleman he is and how curious that a gentleman can be tough as nails when called to be. That’s the mark of a gentlemen, the ability to discern when to be tough and when to be gentle.
As the Gang (except for Grant, of course) are conversing behind the rocks for an escape plan, Sir White Beard has struck up a conversation with Grant. “Hello, lad. What brings you to these parts?” Grant replies without hesitation, “Adventure.” The investigators observe an undeniable glint pass through Sir White Beard’s eyes before it disappears completely.
Grant looks away, unsure of how to respond to Sir White Beard’s silence. “Look, lad,” begins Sir White Beard. “We can escape through that hole there, but I need your help. I’m old yet and need assistance.” Grant is a gentlemen, of course he will help! “We can return for the others as soon as we get the appropriate back-up”, the investigators overhear Sir White Beard say.
Meanwhile, Lynn, Deanna, Lilly, and Mr. Peacock notice the movement at the far end of the crated prison. Mr. Peacock exclaims, “Ladies, oh please, look in the distance! Movement, I cannot be mistaken!” No words are exchanged as the girls and Mr. Peacock waddle as fast as they are able to the edge of the crated prison without being seen by Pirate Girl.
It’s a sunny day in the world of little People, though the sunny brightness stops there. The myriad good feelings that were felt and sported by all 4 little people have vanished as the travel continues to weigh heavily on their minds and well…their one plastic foot.
Early this morning, all 4 were found bickering and complaining with one another. D missed the little humans playing with her, and Lynn missed the large plastic zebra. Lilly was practically in tears for a majority of the morning, because she missed Lady Grey, and Grant’s temper was on edge ,because of the wild emotions swinging from each girl.
They traveled like this until they saw something quite extraordinary at exactly 10:15 am while hiding behind a tower of rocks made of dirt.
What they saw sent gasps among the Gang. And Mr. Peacock, who stayed as far behind the four as he possibly could, froze in shock (remember that Mr. Peacock loathes adventure). The Gang stares wide-eyed at what looks to be a crate full of trapped animals. Read more