The Mayor and the town manager waved as their next victim approached. “You think tourists will fall for our trap?” Mayor Bob Sherman asked his brother, Ed Sherman.
Ed scoffed, “Who knows? People nowadays, they don’t like ta venture. That girl in that book, now that’s an adventurer. What’s her name again?”
“Shh, a customer’s coming.” A red mini-van rolled up to the tiny parking lot next to the brother’s shed. Three boys and a girl stepped out of the car. They were wearing the strangest outfits. Bob greeted them. “Welcome to Sherman!”
The kids smiled, “We’re a little lost. Wonder if you can help us.”
“You’re just in time. We’re having a community breakfast today. Y’all should come in. Oh, but of course, non-residents have to pay but we’ll go easy on ya.”
The tall lanky boy looked at the others and frowned. Then the stout boy said, “Dude, I gotta eat!” He followed the brothers into the
trap City Hall.