The iPhone That Saved George Washington (Turtleback School & Library Binding Edition) (Left Behinds)
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FOR USE IN SCHOOLS AND LIBRARIES ONLY. Percy Jackson fans will embrace this humorous time travel adventure, the first in a series, about an iPhone malfunction that sends three kids back to 1776 in time to rescue George Washington.
contraption leans forward, like it’s just about ready to fall apart. “Hey,” I say, and I try to force up some enthusiasm, like it’s a brand-new Ford F-150 pickup. “Maybe we could take this?” “Uncle’s shay?” Daniel says. “Shay? Is that what this is called?” “Yes. But no one else is allowed to use it. Although he won’t need it until next week.” “Daniel,” says Elizabeth. “Have you thought of Uncle’s reaction?” “I have, sister. He’ll be quite furious about it, but if we leave first thing in the
where is the road to go north? Outside the farm?” “The main road is about two miles beyond the farm,” says Daniel. “From that, there’s a smaller road that leads here.” “And how far is it to that smaller road?” “It’s just over there,” says Elizabeth. “Past the trees on the left.” “And if someone comes down the road—when would you know about it?” “Depending on the wind, we would know it when we hear it.” “Well, here’s what’s going to happen,” I say. “Any minute now General Washington and this
something, because Dad’s got that volcanic, shouting temper thing, which I truly hate. His face contorts, turns red, his lips twist into a growling grimace, and out it flies. The general’s anger takes a different form. His face is stone-cold set. I don’t think you could pry his lips apart if you had a crowbar. And his eyes are black with fury. And you know who he’s mad at? He’s mad at us. For leading him here. Which, he soon tells us, is completely indefensible. “I shall shoot myself, should
her phone. “What was that app you were talking about, Mel? iTime? Here it is, on my home screen.” She taps it, and the app opens up. Brandon and Daniel and Elizabeth gather around. “Look,” says Bev. “It has the time, the date, and the coordinates. The date is December 25, 1776. I’m just going to change the year and then hit Submit, and that will be the end of that. You boys want to come along?” “What about the Hessian dude?” Brandon says. “What about him?” “Are we just going to leave him?”
brought me? Not these infernal children again. I thought I had seen the last of them. What tall tales do they wish to inflict upon me this time?” “They wish to warn you, sir.” “They what?” “They wish to warn you.” “About what?” General Washington says, and turns his big head to me. “Your Excellency, your life is in danger!” I say. General Washington responds with a hearty laugh, and as soon as he does the other men at his table join in. The merriment is positively contagious. “Of course it