Estimated read aloud timing: 4 minutes.
(Have you read the other posts in Chapter 5 yet? If not, we recommend starting the adventure at Chapter 5, Post 1: Flapjax for Sale.)
The two humans glared down at Flapjax as he lay sprawled out on the mall floor, holding the hijacked phone in one exhausted paw.
The big human in the police uniform knelt down beside Flapjax. She picked the phone out of his paw and held it up to the human boy. Flapjax tried to grab it back, but the woman held him in a tight grip, so he could barely wiggle let alone escape.
The boy looked at the phone and then back at Flapjax. He had an odd expression on his face, almost like wonder.
“You typed in a number!”
Flapjax nodded. He had been so close!
“But you can’t type! You can’t talk! You can’t read!”
Flapjax shrugged. What did it matter what the boy thought he could or couldn’t do? He knew he would have found a way to get back to Libby. He just needed a few more seconds with the phone!
The boy looked at him curiously. “Who are you?”
Flapjax maneuvered in the officer’s arms until his tail was facing the boy, and then he bent over.
“F-L-A-P-J-A-X,” the boy read the letters stitched across Flapjax’s bottom.
The uniformed human picked Flapjax up and looked at his tail where Mom had sewn those letters back when Flapjax had first been adopted. She had also sewn in numbers below it. A phone number. It was almost like Mom knew Flapjax would need rescuing…
“Well Flapjax, I think it’s time we get you home. What do you think about that?”
Flapjax stared up at the human with teary eyes, nodded his head, and gave her a big bear hug.