Book3:WereMyDreamIs

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    “Yht.Mybusinessishurting,too.Whydon’tyoubuyalottoticket?There’sohahugeprizeingupinadayortwo.Ifyouarelucky,allyourproblemswillbesolved.”

    “Goodidea”saidthegirl,gettiedovertheprospect“I’llbuyone.”DwarfMickeywasgettingimpatient.Hejumpedupanddownshouting,“Ineedhelp!Ineedhelp!”Theyounggirllookeddownandsawawhite-beardedolddwarfshoutingatthem.Shegood-naturedlybentdoickedhimup.DwarfMickeytookoutthebrandnewhundreddolrbillfromthecrookofherarmandhaotheowner.

    “Givemeabottleofgoodwhiskeyaherestforyourtip”saidhegrandly.Theowookthebill,happytogetaricherinsuchbadeictimes,buthewasalsoalittlesuspiciousofthisstrandish-lookingdwarfwithawhitebeard.Hetookacolor