"Run, Annie! Run!" cried Jack. "To the tree house!"They dashed down the hill together. Thr
ough the tall grass, through the ferns, past the Pteranodon, and right to the rope ladder.
They scrambled up. Seconds later they tumbled into the tree house.Annie leaped to the wind
ow."He’s going away!" she said, panting.Jack pushed his glasses into place. He looked thro
ugh the window with her.The Tyrannosaurus was wandering off.But then the monster stopped a
nd turned around."Duck!" said Jack.The two of them hunched down.After a long moment, they
raised their heads. They peeked out again."Coast clear," said Jack."Yay," whispered Annie.
"We have to get out of here," said Jack."You made a wish before," said Annie."I wish we co
uld go back to Frog Creek," said Jack.Nothing happened."I wish—""Wait. You were looking at
a picture in the dinosaur book. Remember?"The dinosaur book.Jack groaned. "Oh, no. I left
the book and my pack on the hill. I have to go back.""Oh, forget it," said Annie."I can’t
," said Jack. "The book doesn’t belong to us. Plus my notebook’s in my pack. With all my n
otes.""Hurry!" said Annie.Jack hurried down the rope ladder.He leaped to the ground.He rac
ed past the Pteranodon, through the ferns, through the tall grass, and up the hill.He look
ed down.There was his pack, lying on the ground. On top of it was the dinosaur book.But no
w the valley below was filled with Anatosauruses. All standing guard around the nests.Wher
e had they been? Did fear of the Tyrannosaurus send them home?Jack took a deep breath.Read
y! Set! Go!He charged down the hill. He leaped to his backpack. He scooped it up. He grabb
ed the dinosaur book.A terrible tuba sound! Another! Another! All the Anatosauruses were b
ellowing at him.Jack took off.He raced up to the hilltop.He started down the hill.He stopp
ed.The Tyrannosaurus rex was back! And he was standing between Jack and the tree house!