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The Other Gang A NEW NELSON NUTMEG STORY 1 Woody was halfway through an ice cream brain freeze when he saw them. Four kids. Laughing and talking as they strode along the beach. Woody’s stomach churned. Sweat covered his palms. His ice cream hit the sand but Woody remained spellbound as he stared at the other kids. At the ice cream van, Shiv got his own triple cone and turned to join Woody. Immediately, he noticed Woody’s trance-like state but more importantly, he spotted Woody’s ice cream on the ground. Shiv looked from the dropped ice cream to Woody, from Woody to the dropped ice cream. Shiv picked up the ice cream, quickly assessed the damage, shook off the excess sand, and then scoffed it down in one. As he struggled to swallow it, while keeping his own ice cream drips at bay, he nudged Woody. ‘What’s up?’ Woody didn’t answer. Try as he might, he couldn’t stop a sick-making memory flooding every one of his brain cells. He remembered the pain and the humiliation; every detail of that dreadful afternoon two summers ago with those kids. But this summer was different. He wasn’t alone now. He had a gang of his own, who wouldn’t let – it – happen to him ever again. Shiv saw the four kids that Woody was staring at. “Who are those marbles?” said Shiv, poking Woody in the ribs. This jolted Woody out of his reverie. He looked at Shiv and saw the remains of his ice cream plastered around Shiv’s mouth. But a ‘stolen’ ice cream was small potatoes. ‘Quick!’ Woody whispered dramatically. ‘Let’s get back to the den. There’s something I have to tell you.’ --- As soon as Woody had finished his story, the reaction from The Colonel was immediate and damning. ‘Those no-good cowards!’ she asserted, but in doing so she accidentally knocked over a pile of dog food cans. They scattered across the floor of the secret den. One of them rolled into Woody, sitting in the corner. The Colonel tried to make out that she meant to knock over the cans, as if it helped to emphasise her point. ‘Teaming up on Woody. Of all people. They don’t know who they’re messing with!’ ‘Why do we have dog food?’ Woody asked, suddenly curious. ‘I won a competition,’ Shiv explained casually as he leant against the wall. ‘But you don’t have a dog?’ Woody reasoned. Shiv just shrugged, enigmatic and nonchalant all at the same time. ‘Forget dog food. This means war!’ The Colonel replied. She stomped on one of the cans, making it explode with a loud squelch. Billie barely dodged a flying sloppy chunk.
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