And off they went, up and down, and all around, until they reached the other end of the field. There they found a crow.
“Where are you off in such a hurry,” said the crow.
“To find someone to carve us,” said Pumper. “Do you know someone who can?”
“I think I might have seen a family down at the other end of the field by the farm house. Maybe if you check there, one of the children may want to carve you.”
So off they both went, up and down, and all around the drying vines and dirt clogs to the farm house. There, they saw a small family. A boy and girl were looking among the vines and dirt clogs.
“I don’t see any pumpkins left,” said the girl.
“Maybe we’re too late,” said the boy.
“Wait,” shouted Pumper. He slid and jumped as fast as he could.
Mirabel slid and jumped right behind him. “Wait, we’re still here.”
“Do you hear something?,” said the boy turning to the girl.
Mirabel jumped up in the air. “We’re here.” Mirabel jumped as high as she could. “We want to be carved.”
Pumper jumped in the air. “We’re over here”.
Will they find someone to carve them in time?
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