After saying good-bye to their house, the Walltalkers began their long perilous trek.
But so far, no brick houses were in sight. That is what the wall was made of. After about 5 minutes into their walk, still having not found a single brick house, they decided to sit down to rest and eat their breakfast. They bot ate a granola bar and washed it down with some fresh, clean water from their pail. After they started down the orad again for a few minutes, they found a tree bearing ripe peaches. It would be the perfect thing to have for breakfast.
They picked some peaches and carried them to the road ahead to eat. One look, and this seemed like any ordinary road. But a second and Mrs. Walltalker's spine chilled. It was the busiest road she had ever seen! Cars drove acros, taking up two lanes to keep the endless traffic flowing.
After Mr. Walltalker ate his peach, he said, "We'll have to cross."
"You're not turning me into mush," Mrs. Walltalker said. "I may not be as good as you at anatomy, but I know what busy roads are." It seemed like their search for the wall had come to an end. "Let's go home."
She turned around to go home, but before she could get far Mr. Walltalker put an arm on her shoulder. "Oh, no you don't. You give up too easily. The road is treacherous, but I know there's a way. Let's think of one." He scratched his chin and looked around. "Ha ha!" he said at last. He had found two stop signs.
"What's you plan?" asked Mrs. Walltalker.
"We can hide under the stop signs. Note the poles are unusually thick. We can walk across the road, showing the stop signs to any cars that come. We'll be across in no time!"
"I doubt we'll make it," Mrs. Walltalker replied, "but we can try. Let's go."
So Mrs. Walltalker helped her husband pull out both stop signs at either side of the road. It was hard t get under the poles, but they did it in the end. And so they began their walk across the street.
Just then cars came up to the top signs.
"Drop!" said Mr. Walltalker. They both hid inside the signs completely. The cars turned around and headed for a detour. "It worked!"
This happened several more times. Cars poured in; they hid on their way to the end. Mrs. Walltalker soon got the hang of it.
Suddenly, a cylinder-shaped trailer of animals chained to the car fell off, pulling the car with it! It rolled toward the Walltalkers. Mr. Walltalker rushed ahead, but Mrs. Walltalker stayed walking.
"Come on!" shouted Mr. Walltalker.
Why? Does he-- Then she took off the stop sign and saw the animal trailer! Without the stop sign, she ran to Mr. Walltalker.
Mr. Walltalker put the stop signs down. They had made it. It was time for the search to continue.