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Marvin liked the way the woman laughed. It sounded almost as if she was singing.

“How about eleven o’clock tomorrow?” she asked.

“I have school,” said Marvin.

“Four-thirty?” asked the woman.

“Okay,” said Marvin.

She told him where to go for the test. It was at the Watergate Hotel in Washington, D.C. Fifth floor.

“Excuse me. Are you my mother?” asked Marvin.

“What?”

“The Queen?” asked Marvin.

She laughed again. “No,” she said. “I’m just—” She stopped. “I’m Lady Jennifer, Duchess of Bathwater.”

“Oh,” said Marvin. “Well, it was very nice talking to you, Lady Jennifer.”

“It was nice talking to you, Marvin. I hope you really are Prince Robert. I like you.”

Marvin hung up the phone. “Tomorrow at 4:30,” he told his two best friends. “Now all I have to do is get my mom to take me there.”

6

A New Car

for Mrs. Redpost

Marvin was sitting at the dinner table. Mrs. Redpost had made chicken tacos. His favorite.

He hoped she wasn’t really a kidnapper. Then he’d have to lock her in the dungeon.

“Mr. and Mrs. Redpost,” he said. “I have something important to tell you.”

Mr. Redpost crunched into a taco. The juice ran down his sleeve.

“Mr. and Mrs. Redpost?” asked Mrs. Redpost.

“Linzy. Jake. You need to hear this too,” said Marvin.

He took a breath. He wasn’t quite sure how to say it.

“Well?” said Jacob.

“Marvin Redpost is dead,” said Marvin.

Jacob laughed.

Mr. and Mrs. Redpost stared at him.

“And when did this happen?” asked Mr. Redpost.

“About nine years ago,” said Marvin.

“Well, I must say,” Mrs. Redpost noted, “you are looking quite well, considering.”

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