“You must be a friend of Brody’s,” Mr. M said without taking his eyes off the map.
“I’m Emma. I just moved in across the street.”
He stopped abruptly, looking up at her. “Well, welcome to Diamond Falls.”
“Thank you—” Emma started to say.
“Aaaaah!” Mr. M interrupted, jumping up from his worktable. He turned and ran to his desk, hands flailing through the air. He threw open all of the drawers of his cabinets, frantically looking for something he did not seem able to find. “Aaaaah,” he yelled again as he pulled a strange instrument from the bottom drawer and sprinted back to the worktable.
“What’s wrong?” Emma asked.
“I made a mistake,” he cried. “No, no, no, no, no.” He shook his head while he looked at his map.
“Here,” Brody said as he offered Mr. M a pink school eraser from the edge of the table.
Mr. M looked up at Brody, narrowing his eyes. “No, no, no, no, no,” he said again, shaking both his head and his hands this time, too. “A colossal mistake like this needs something more.” He flourished the instrument he pulled from the desk drawer. He flipped a switch on the side of the instrument and watched the wide, white tip whirl like a tightly wound top.
“What is that?” Emma asked. Her eyes were wide like flapjacks. “Is it a weapon?”
“Electric eraser!” Mr. M exclaimed, holding it triumphantly in the air. “When it absolutely, positively must be erased with speed.” He laughed as he placed the tip of the whirling eraser on the edge of the map. With great precision, Mr. M moved it across the pea-colored area, and the color was instantly removed. “Bye, bye you banded gneiss! You are supposed to be garnet schist!”
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