“There, I told you, Inchworm,” Hemmett said boastfully as he and Borsen pushed through the bushes around The Shadows Halt. They took a quick look in the office window.
The small building was empty. The boys grinned at each other and then advanced on their quarry – a two man hand car that a railroad work crew had left at the halt the day before.
“We can drive this up and down?” Borsen asked delightedly as Hemmett lifted him onto the platform with ease, climbing right up after him.
“That’s right! We pump these handles and it goes right along. I watched them for a couple of hours from the roof during my shift,” Hemmett replied proudly. It was the first summer he had taken a regular guard shift during his school break from...