Fingdale

Here’s an unsolved mystery. I was four years old when my mother left for the grocery store without me because, she said, I was too dirty. I decided to find her and started walking. When the policeman found me, I was three miles from home. He gave me a candy bar and a ride in his car. When the grownups asked how I got all the way to Springdale, I said, I didn’t walk, didn’t wide. I just disappeared to Fingdale. My parents never found out what happened that day and I never found out who ate the candy bar. (100)