“We need to find another way to get at them," I said angrily. "Get at who?" Marco asked suspiciously. "The French, Marco," I said sarcastically. "Who do you think? The Yeerks, duh." "Whoa, whoa, whoa!" Marco said. "We tried that,… — K. A. Applegate Copy Share Image
“Marco? Are you with us?" I asked. "Oh sure. Where else would I be? What could possibly be more fun than running around the sand dunes getting shot at and then jumping into the ocean and turning in to a… — K. A. Applegate Copy Share Image
