Leaning against an oak
There, resting against the base of an old oak tree near the fence line, was a clump of green leaves and loose soil, and attached to it were the missing carrots. “That’s something you don’t see every day.” The person who did this didn’t even bother to take the carrots with him. Bob walked over slowly and curiously. He squinted down to reach for the vegetable.
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