Where could my brother be? When he realized he’d lost his harmonica, he left the tent before we could stop him. Dad immediately went to find Woody. “Don’t worry, Chloe,” Dad reassured me. I’ll find your brother. You and Mom get warm clothes ready for Woody. I’m sure he’s one chilly dog now!” While Dad was gone, Mom and I gathered up towels and blankets so Woody could get dry and warm. Gathering up the towels, I saw Woody’s backpack. The pupcorn, electric blanket, and art supplies were still stuffed in the bag.
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