Spill the Beans by Sarah Mlynowski

Author:Sarah Mlynowski
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2019-06-10T16:00:00+00:00

Hide!” I cry.

We can’t get caught by the giant. He eats kids for snacks! Plus, he’s a murderer! He killed Jack’s dad!

“Where should we go?” Jack asks.

“In the story, Jack hides in the oven,” Jonah says, pointing up at the oven.

“What story?” Jack asks, but there’s no time to answer him now.

“The oven is too risky!” I say. “Also too hot. Philippa just made scones.”

And I’m not even sure we could reach the oven.

In the corner of the kitchen, I spot a tall, narrow door with slats. It’s slightly ajar, so I peek in. It’s a pantry full of giant-sized cans and jars and boxes of food. The giants sure like pasta. And sour cream and onion potato chips.

“In here!” I whisper.

Jack and Jonah race in after me, and I shut the door. We can just see through the slats into the kitchen.

THUD-THUD-THUD.

The thudding gets louder and louder until finally the giant enters the kitchen.

I can’t see all of him through the slats. But I can see part of his gray pants. They’re huge.

And so is he.

“Fee, fi, fo, fum!” the giant sings. “I smell the blood of an Englishman. Be he alive or be he dead, I’ll grind his bones to make my bread!”

Jonah, Jack, and I all gulp at the same time.

“I guess THAT’S how the rest of the song goes,” Jonah whispers, his eyes wide.

The giant’s bread is made from bones? That is disgusting.

There are so many kinds of bread. Sourdough bread. Challah bread. But kid bread?

AHHHH!

I press my face up against the slats so I can get a better view.

“Oh, Magnus,” Philippa scolds, following her husband into the kitchen. “Please don’t sing that song. It’s so gruesome.” She looks around the kitchen, clearly trying to see what happened to us.

The giant laughs. The sound reverberates through the house. “But my dad taught it to me. And I think it’s funny!”

“It’s not,” Philippa says.

The giant looks around the kitchen, sniffing the air.

“Philippa!” Magnus says.

“Yes, dear?” she asks.

I hear the sniffing again.

“I really do smell a boy,” Magnus says. “Or two boys. And maybe a girl? I smell a lot of small people.”

Jonah, Jack, and I all remain frozen, holding our breaths.

“I don’t know what to tell you, Magnus,” Philippa says. “I don’t smell anyone.”

Thank you, Philippa! She’s covering for us. Whew. Or maybe she just thinks we left.

Magnus shrugs. “I’d love one of your delicious vanilla scones and some tea, dear.”

“Coming right up, sweetie,” Philippa says.

The giant walks over to a kitchen cabinet that’s right above the counter and opens it.

I gasp. Inside is an open burlap sack stuffed with huge gold coins!

“The coins!” I whisper to Jonah and Jack.

Jack smiles. “Thanks, Magnus,” he whispers. “Now we know where they are.”

I spot many more burlap sacks, each tied with a red ribbon at the top, behind the one sack the giant is now holding. The bags are massive. Will we be able to grab one and carry it out? “I’ll count my coins until my snack is ready,” Magnus says, grabbing the sack and sitting down at the table with a thud.

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