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Elizabeth! Get off of Tyson! Tyson! No Kissing! You too, Elizabeth!” our teacher, Mrs. Freedmon barked.
We were back in the museum again!
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We weren’t kiss-” Elizabeth started to explain but Mrs. Freedmon interrupted her.
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I don’t want to hear it,” Mrs. Freedmon grumbled. Elizabeth got off of me and we stared up at the picture
of the Great Wall of China. The picture that had led to the greatest adventure of all time.
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