tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post3549126299098752386..comments2023-08-01T05:26:06.539-05:00Comments on Unicorn Bell: The WreckHuntresshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08155372788872245758noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-29426392422481703622013-05-31T16:06:38.014-05:002013-05-31T16:06:38.014-05:00His stomach flip-flopped. Dad was the least of his...His stomach flip-flopped. Dad was the least of his worries. What about the package in the glove compartment? He'd been given twenty-four hours to deliver it. Both car doors were crushed in and it was closing on the twenty-three hour mark now. Lizahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16170701034715108039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4393512822627120580.post-34850007753531826692013-05-31T10:38:48.348-05:002013-05-31T10:38:48.348-05:00Who could have done this? How did he not hear them...Who could have done this? How did he not hear them? How in the world was he going to explain this to his dad?Charity Bradfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01960821077619680661noreply@blogger.com