“Flying lesson?” Miss Gloria raised her voice, “When did it become so dangerous?” she asked, frowning. “No, it didn’t. Maybe, there are some problems with the shoes she took. I will check it again.” said Professor Genevieve thoughtfully. Heracles and Gwen had gone in. On one bed, Amelinda was peaceful sleeping. Miss Gloria might have given her a bit sleeping potion. Amelinda was covered by a thin blanket. One her leg was bandaged. Heracles watched her sleep. “She looks bad.” whispered Gwen. “I have never seen her so scared.” Heracles spoke up. “Her shoes could not itself go crazy. It seems someone made it. I have to find the person.” he added. “Are you sure that someone broke the shoes?” asked Gwen. “I’m sure.” said Heracles certainly. “I will do it with you.” said Gwen. “We should turn back and checked her shoes before it is taken away.” said Heracles. “Right!” exclaimed Gwen, “We have to go back quickly.” “Keep silent boys. My patients need to rest.” the voice ...
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