are the most vicious brain eaters in the galaxy!â
Liz looked at her. âHow come you know so much about alien zombies, Mrs. Ryan?â
Mrs. Ryan frowned. âI ⦠uh ⦠talk to some interesting people, when I ⦠uh ⦠sell shoes.â She quickly backed away. âIâve got to find a phone.â A moment later she was gone.
âHey!â said Jeff, huddling close to his friends. âDo you realize we just saved Groverâs Mill! Pretty cool, huh?â
As they walked, Liz rolled the words over in her brain like a baker rolls dough. Saved Groverâs Mill. Did she do the right thing?
She gazed out on the town. Double Dunk Donut Den. Usherâs House of Pancakes. Lake Lake. A town full of Zoners.
Actually, she felt sort of proud of herself and her friends. And even relieved that things were back to ⦠well ⦠the way they usually are in The Weird Zone.
Holly looked up into the sky. âIâm glad they got to go home. Theyâll be a lot happier there.â
Liz agreed. âGuys, itâs been weird,â she told her friends. âSee you tomorrow.â She turned onto Oak Lane.
In that instant she thought she saw something shiny flash across the sky toward the lake.
What was that about zombies from Pluto?
She shook her head, whispered a five-letter word beginning with W, slipped into her house, kissed her mother, and went to sleep.
Just another day in The Weird Zone.
Bong! went the donut clock.
Sssss! went the pancake pan.
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1
Under the Full Moon
S ean Vickers pumped his spiffy blue and white bike up the dirt road. âNo!â he cried. âTheyâre too close!â
Sweat dripped from his forehead. He shook it away. He was out of breath. It was getting dark. He was hungry. He had to stop.
He couldnât stop!
The crunching, grinding sounds closed in on him fast. Faster! Faster!
âGotta keep going!â he told himself.
Soon he would be on a bluff overlooking the town of Groverâs Mill.
âI hope I make it!â he grunted. He started pumping uphill faster.
Clouds passed over a full moon, and a breeze swirled up behind him, sending a chill down his clammy back. Yuck!
Still, Sean pushed on, standing on the pedals and pumping hard over the gravel and dirt of the road. And still the sounds got closer.
They were following him!
Suddenly, his front tire twisted in the soft dirt. He drove his right foot down hard on the pedal.
No good! He lost time. He heard the horrible cryâ
âHey, floodpants! Wait up!â
Sean decided not to struggle. He gave in. He coasted to a stop.
Tires rolled up next to his. Attached to the tires were bikes and sitting on the bikes were his best friend, Jeff Ryan, and his not-so-best sister, Holly.
âArenât you cold?â asked Holly, kicking at his pants with her foot.
Sean made an ugly face at her. But it was true about his pants. Heâd shot up since the beginning of the year. It was now midsummer and he was growing out of all of his clothes. He looked like a scarecrow. He towered at least four whole inches over Holly.
âI stand tall,â he proclaimed, posing like a comic book hero.
Sean and Jeff laughed together, posing like two muscular superheroes.
Holly pretended she was going to be sick. Sean laughed harder. She was the reason he was biking so hard. She was a year younger, and the galaxy wasnât big enough for the both of them.
Sean rested with one foot on his bike pedal, the other on the gravel road. âGroverâs Mill. Some place, huh?â
âFrom this far up, it seems pretty normal,â said Jeff.
âYeah, then you open your eyes,â Sean said, brushing his wavy dark brown hair away from his forehead. âI mean, just look around! A secret army base up there. A dinosaur graveyard over there. My dadâs horror movie studio over there. And us in the middle.