along, miraculously rolling on the surface of the water. Doing the impossible .
Stanley was overcome by a wave of happiness. Then a faint sound filled his ears: people cheering from the shore. Lily was almost there!
Stanley got ready for the moment his friend would detach the wires, rolling onto the shore without anyone knowing how sheâd crossed the bay. He felt a slight jerk as the line was released, and he let himself safely descend, floating down like heâd learned to do at the wind farm in Texas.
Stanley fluttered on top of a building overlooking the press conference. Below, TV cameras were swarming around Lily. From the stage, his friend Oda Nobu said, âLadies and gentlemen, I give you Lily Fox, the first person in history to escape from Alcatraz!â
The crowd went wild. Lily beamed.
âThank you! Thank you all!â she shouted into the microphone. âI couldnât have done it alone! I had someone special looking down on me!â She scanned the rooftops, her eyes twinkling. And Stanley, invisible in his suit, took an invisible bow.
Two hours later, Stanley was out for a crab dinner on Fishermanâs Wharf with his parents; his brother, Arthur; and his friend Thomas Anthony Jeffrey.
âWhat do you mean you wonât tell us where youâve been for the last three days?â cried Arthur.
âItâs a secret,â said Stanley.
âGeorge, you said someone needed Stanleyâs help,â said Stanleyâs mother. âWho was it?â
âI canât say,â said Stanleyâs father.
âCome on, Stanley,â said Thomas. âCanât you tell us anything about this latest adventure of yours?â
Stanley looked down at his cracked crab. He felt bad. âIâll let you try on my superhero suit,â he offered.
âYou got a superhero suit?â cried Arthur. âHow come I canât have a superhero suit?â
Suddenly a murmur swept through the restaurant. Everyone was turning to look. And then Stanley saw them: Lily and her parents had arrived, right on schedule. They rolled right up to the Lambchopsâ table.
Lily gave Stanley a triumphant high five.
âYouâre the girl who escaped from Alcatraz!â Stanleyâs mother exclaimed.
âMay I have your autograph?â Thomas asked.
âEveryone, this is my friend Lily,â said Stanley, âand these are her parents. You all want to know about my adventure? Well, itâs not my adventure to share. Itâs hers.â
âHi, everybody,â said Lily. âThanks for lending me Stanley and Mr. Lambchop.â She paused, and Stanley was surprised to see that she was blushing. Then she took a deep breath and began. âIt started with a dream. And the trick with any dream is figuring out how to make it real.â
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When the Lambchops finally returned home the next day, Stanley was awfully happy to see his and Arthurâs room. Somehow, of all his adventures, this one seemed like the biggest journey.
Stanley studied his bulletin board. There he had souvenirs from his travels: a newspaper article about how Stanley saved Mount Rushmore, a photo of him bullfighting in Mexico, and on and on. He rummaged through the front of his bag and pulled out the front page of this morningâs California Chronicle : âDaredevil Escapes Alcatraz Without Getting Wet.â In the photo was Lily, beaming. Stanley, of course, was nowhere to be seen.
And, as he tacked the clipping to his bulletin board, Stanley realized that this was the souvenir that made him proudest of all.
What You Need to Know about Alcatraz and San Francisco
The word alcatraz means âstrange birdâ or pelican. The island âde los alcatracesâ was named by Spanish explorer Lt. Juan Manuel de Ayala in 1775.
Al Capone played the banjo in the Alcatraz prison band, the Rock Islanders, which gave concerts for other inmates.
Thirty-six inmates put the
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