“Have we lost them yet ?” Tom wheezed, staggering on through the crowd.
“No,” I panted, darting looks behind me to make sure they weren’t too close to us.
“Can we take a break for a minute ?” Tom wailed barely shuffling his feet through the streets.
“No ,we have to keep moving, ” I said. “They could still catch up.”
That’s when I heard the shouting , roaring and stamping of heavy feet .
“They’ve found us! ” I cried and scattered to hide somewhere .
“How about we hide behind these little sculpture things? ” Tom asked.
” they wouldn’t ever check behind them.”
“Great idea!” I shouted in delight, making myself comfortable behind the stone. We’d escaped them this time, I thought chuckling to myself.