A Boy Called Duct Tape

By Christopher Cloud

Pablo Perez is a 12-year-old child with out a lot going for him. His classmates have dubbed him “Duct Tape” simply because his tattered discount-store footwear are held jointly with…you guessed it, duct tape. He can’t break out the bullying.

Pablo’s good fortune adjustments after he reveals a $20 gold coin whereas swimming along with his sister in a river close to their domestic. Pablo later buys a $1 treasure map on the county reasonable. The map exhibits the path to the “lost treasure” of the infamous outlaw Jesse James. Pablo can’t aid yet ask yourself: Is there a hyperlink among the map and the gold coin?

He is set to determine, and he, his 9-year-old sister, Pia, and 13-year-old cousin, Kiki, rent an ill-mannered cave consultant, Monroe Huff, and start a treacherous underground event looking for treasure. Their treasure hunt is made extra perilous simply because they're being by means of the evil Blood brothers, who wish the treasure for themselves. The Blood brothers will cease at not anything to say the treasure as their very own.

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Completely. My lungs have been screaming at me to suck in an incredible breath, and the muscle tissues in my legs and arms have been on fireplace. Pushing throughout the ache and the phobia, I kicked and clawed on the water like a drowning rat. I anticipated my center to blow up. I didn’t have in mind Harper’s gap being this deep. A headline within the Jamesville occasions flashed prior to my eyes: neighborhood BOY, 12, DROWNS IN JAMES CREEK i used to be hoping that if I did drown, mother could bury me along with Dad in James Cemetery, a tidy patch of eco-friendly overlooking the creek. perhaps Father Ramos from our church might say a prayer or . (Thinking approximately my Dad made me unhappy. I don’t understand how i'll were brooding about my Dad simply because i used to be drowning, yet I did. ) i'll see the splinters of sun glimmering at the floor of the creek above—I used to be just a measly breaststroke clear of achieving it—when my mind flashed an pressing order: Breathe! Now! yet I couldn’t. If I did, my lungs might fill with water and that i may sink like a rock. Digging savagely on the water, i attempted to disregard the command from my panicked mind, however it used to be so overpowering that I opened my mouth and wolfed an enormous breath on the specific rapid I broke via to the outside. Air! I gasped, drew a moment potent swallow of air, after which gasped back. Whew! It used to be shut, yet I had now not drowned in the end, and that i lifted my fist in victory. In my fist used to be a reddish-brown stone I had stumbled on at the backside. It was once flat on either side. A skipper. “Got one, Pia! ” I shouted to my sister, who stood looking at wide-eyed at the riverbank above. “Awesome! ” Pia cried, pushing a tangle of hair clear of the grin on her toast-brown face. She was once approximately to burst. “Now pass it, Pablo! ” With a practiced flick of my wrist, I skipped the stone around the shining face of James Creek. The stone danced over the water and onto a batch of rocks jutting out from the bottom of endure Mountain. “Now it’s my flip! ” Pia squealed. “It’s too deep, Pia,” I warned, shaking my head. “I slightly made it. ” “Maybe it’s too deep for you, yet now not for me,” my sister boasted, peering into the pool of water. This was once Pia’s first journey to Harper’s gap. Our mom had forbidden Pia from swimming there with me till she was once 9. Pia became 9 final month. “I can see the ground from here,” Pia famous, peeking over the embankment and giving the deep gap a re-examination. Slivers of solar mirrored off the outside of the water like pea-sized diamonds. “It’s no longer that deep. ” “I’m telling you, Pia, it’s deeper than it seems to be. ” “I’m a great swimmer,” Pia insisted. “In truth, I wager I’m significantly better swimmer than you have been for those who have been my age. ” Pia had taken swimming classes the summer season sooner than on the Jamesville urban pool. I gave an immense sigh. i'll see that it used to be going to be an extended and complex argument. I stated, “What occurs in the event you can’t carry your breath? ” “So what? ” Pia acknowledged. “I’ll simply flip round and swim again to the head. ” “Okay, yet what occurs in the event you swallow a host of water? you may get choked. ” Pia had a solution for every little thing.

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