Chapter 21

chapter twenty-one We couldn't destroy a dinky book. How do we destroy a huge monster tree? OK, first, our bestiary is far from dinky. It's basically the opposite of dinky. Second, good point---- I don't have a clue. I turn around, silently cursing myself. Just great, Jack. Just great. Offer up all sorts of answers, but

no solutions. Some hero.... I step out onto the deck, lean over the railing, and sigh deeply. And that's when I see it: Dirk's garden. An idea is forming. I spin around. "Dirk, what's been driving you the most nuts these past weeks?" "Besides you guys?" "Very funny. For real." Dirk shrugs. "I guess the weeds messing with my garden." "And how have you been dealing with these weeds?" I ask. "Been using a spray bottle of weed killer I found at that zombie dude's house down the block."

That's what we need. Weed killer! Like, an industrial-sized, metric mass load! And then WE BOOM, BLOW up the tree with it! Where are we going to get a metric mass load of weed killer? No one's going to like this. I brace myself for a head-butt. "We have to go back to the mall," I say. "To Lowe's, where Dirk got his gardening supplies. I doubt in the mad looting rampage panic after the Monster Apocalypse anyone was like, 'Honey, don't forget to stock up on weed killer!'"

"I'm pretty sure the Wormungulous LIVES at the mall," June points out. "Going back there is probably not smart." I look around. No one looks particularly eager to square off with that giant worm again. Not that I blame them. Quint says, "I had actually drawn up a number of plans and scenarios for how we might reenter the mall..." I light up. Hope! "Great, Quint! And....?" "Each one ends in the same horrible, painful death..." I plop down on the ground. I'm staring at the June Bait and Alfred and the cage. And it hits me. I have a solution. But I don't feel relieved. Now I'm even more terrified. I'm terrified because I know exactly what I have to do next. I know exactly how we can get into the mall and get a metric mass load of weed killer. It requires me, inside Alfred's cage. Acting as bait for the Wormungulous.

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