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Judy, Mr. Kimble, and Meghan’s mom were kneeling on three sides of the open trapdoor.
Zipper sat on the fourth side.
“What’s Zack doing down there?” Judy asked.
“Bein’ mighty brave, you ask me,” said Mr. Kimble.
She looked around the scene shop. Saw the crate. Read the stenciled warning.
“Then we’d better help him!” She stood up and dragged the box closer to the trapdoor.