I glanced up at the sky and saw that I had slept later than I had intended as it was already past midday.I made my way into the forest and began check...ng my traps. Still nothing, but that was fine, I had other plans to deal with that. I changed the bait and returned to camp to return my satchel and collect a few things.I got rope, as well as two of my leather covers ... they would come in handy. I made sure I had my knife, as well as twine, a bit of bread and my water flask. Once I was sure I. . Jack stopped suddenly.“What’s wrong, Jack?” his Mom asked.“The box is gone,” he said“What box?” Mom asked.“There was a small gold box that he kept locked on top of his desk. I must have asked him a thousand times what was inside. All he’d ever tell me was ‘the thing I value most, ‘“ Jack said.It was gone. Everything about the house was exactly how Jack remembered it, except for the box. He figured someone from the Belser family had taken it.“Now I’ll never know what was so valuable to him,”. I am the Easter Chickie." Whaa?" George replied."Well, I'm the Easter bunny's assistant. Every year, I seek out a needysoul who has the Easter spirit and grant him a wish." That's stupid," George complained. "I never heard of an Easter Chickiebefore, and I sure don't think you can grant wishes." Well," the Chickie retorted, "that's the Easter Bunny for you. He takesall the credit, and lets his associates be forgotten by the public. Besides, if I'm not magical, how do you explain my ability to. ” He hesitates.“I’ll give you twenty dollars.” I say choking back tears. He grins. He reaches for my hand and we walk back to the studio.The photographers laugh as we walk in hand in hand. “You guys been making porn on here?” Asks the tramp.“Sure have.” Replies one of the photographers.“She promised me twenty.” He says“Go get the man his money!” Yells one of the photographers. I scurry off and get my last twenty from my purse. I hand it over to the tramp, he checks it carefully before tucking.