by Douglas Jackson Channell
Only three weeks had passed since I had arrived in Africa with my two best friends, Jackie Cooper and Smiley O'Dell. We had left our small town of GeorgeAnn, Texas, to spend the summer with my Uncle Keeno in the jungles of Kenya. As an archeologist, it was his job to explore the region for clues of pre-historic man. For Jackie, Smiley, and me, it was just supposed to be a lot of fun. Now we were...
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