One summer morning, Mr. Walltalker woke up and went to find his wall he talked to. He yawned and stretched simultaneously--and then he realized the wall was gone! Kidnapped! The wind howled ominously past him as he stared, stupefied, into the sky. Furious, he stomped his foot and roared angrily.
This, of course, woke Mrs. Walltalker. She yawned as she came in wearing a white nightgown. "What's all the commotion?" she asked between yawns.
"Somebody stole my wall!" Mr. Walltalker yelled. "And I'm going to find out who!"
"Why bother?" Mrs. Walltalker replied. "You could always try the experiment on a different wall."
"No, I can't! No wall could be as lovable as this one."
"Plus I forgot how to do that experiment!"
Oh. I understand. "Don't worry. I'll help you find it."
Mr. Walltalker smiled. "All right. But it could take weeks to find our beloved wall. So anyone with sense would prepare. It might take days, weeks, even months! Who knows?"
"So be it. I'll put us both to finding something to do." Mr. Walltalker scratched his chin. Hmm...how should we get ready...uhh...I've got it! "First of all, you fill a pail, the biggest one you can find--with water. I'll fill a basket with food. Then I'll take a bath, then you can. Then we'll get dressed. Then--"
"I'll grab a map of the town," Mrs. Walltalker interrupted.
"Good idea," said Mr. Walltalker. "Then, we'll go. Down to find the wall."
After this they went through the wall and into the summer warmth.