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Show 107. CHAPTER VII F i n a l l y , on February 22nd, t h e sky cleared. Sunny looked a t the calendar on xrhich he'd been markinm off the days of the blizzard and said, "Washington's Birthday. What do you think about t h a t for a day to go i n t o Blue Burg?" B i l l nodded, but turned and looked a t L i t t l e B i l l, "Guess I ' l l be missing t h i s c e l e b r a t i o n . In a fexr week's noxr, I am going to s t a r t looking for a horse-might try t o rope me a mustang." Weasel and Olaf had shaved and, as Sunny xras f i n i s h ing, he looked over a t L i t t l e B i l l ' s beaming face. "Don't t h i n k I can walk out of here xrithout him," he said. "He's expecting to go a l l r i g h t , " B i l l said. "He's so comical xrhen he thinks h e ' s going-can't keep s t i l l just keeps dancing around his bed. No one's t o l d him xre've been eating his horse. Remember the night she took us to the Dream Bine in the b l i z z a r d . She xras p r e t t y smart a t that you know. Took us to the nearest s h e l t e r . Hey, I ' l l carry L i t t l e B i l l ! " Sunny looked over a t Olaf. Olaf nodded. "We can make i t . I ' l l help." |
