They were huddled together, like they were running over a football game plan. Even if garden gnomes weren't evil, I couldn't picture them playing football, so I knew that couldn't possibly be what they were doing. One of them motioned over at the scorched section of the Preets' house and the others looked to where he pointed. They appeared to giggle. Then he motioned to the deck where a bush partially hid the lattice that framed the crawl space under the deck. They scampered over to where he pointed and dissappeared in the bush.

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