Authour's Note: Chapter 4, here we come! Here things get a little more interesting. I tried to lengthen this chapter up a bit. As usual I'd like to thank people who reviewed chapter 3: Luiz4200 and NobleBrokenBeauty. And now for my discredits- I don't own Time Warp Trio, the books are owned by Jon Scieska, and the TV show is owned by Discovery Kids. This story is based on She's Wearing a Dead Bird on her Head! by Kathryn Lasky.

As we came into Boston in the wagon, I looked at all the people walking around the city. Even though it was more than 100 years ago, Boston was still a very busy place. Wagons and carriages were hurrying down the street, and there were plenty of vendors at the side of the road selling everything from a cure to warts, to small scissors that were supposed to be used to cut nose hairs! There were also plenty of people selling food, and the delicious aromas of fresh-baked bread filled the air. There were different kinds of meats and vegetables being sold, some roasted, and some raw. (I'm serious; they were selling raw meat, to be eaten raw)

Fred's stomach grumbled. "Oh, I'm starving! Mr. Hemenway, can we stop and get something to eat? Please?"

"Well, it has been a long day, I suppose you boys can go look for something to eat." Mr. Hemenway called from the front of the wagon, "I'll just park the wagon over here. You boys go help yourself.

"Yes!" Fred yelled as he jumped out of the wagon. Sam and I climbed out and followed him over to a vendor selling some giant soft-pretzels.

"Four please!" Fred asked as we walked up.

"Four!?" Sam asked, "Are you getting one for Mr. Nocial or something?"

"No, I'm getting myself two."

"Fred that's not fair, if you get two, then we should all…"

They both started arguing and yelling, while the vendor operator just stared at us.

"Guys, calm down. Five please." I finally said.

"Aren't you getting two?" Sam asked.

"No, we're each getting one, and we're getting one for Mr. Nocial and Mr. Hemenway.

"Fine." Fred said, as he took his pretzel from the vendor. "How much is that?"

"That'll be 1.00." the Vendor said as he gave us our pretzels.

"Really?" I asked in disbelief. Back home it cost more than a dollar for one pretzel, and here we could get five for a buck!

"Don't question it, just take your pretzel and pay the man." Sam said. I handed the vendor a dollar and we walked off.

"I can't believe those pretzels cost a dollar!" Fred exclaimed as we walked back to the wagon.

"A dollar!?" a woman passing by asked us as they walked by, "That's highway robbery! Honestly, the nerve of some people…"

Fred watched the woman walk away. "What's 'Highway Robbery'?" He said scratching his head.

Sam chuckled. "It's inflation, Fred. As time goes on, people get better paying jobs, so they make more money. When people make more money, things cost more, because the people can afford it. 'Highway Robbery' is an expression that means something costs way more than it's worth."

Fred looked kind of confused, and I felt like I didn't exactly understand either, but I didn't have much time to worry about that, because at that moment, someone was yelling at us.

"Hey, you kids, stop!"

We turned around to see the pretzel vendor running towards us and looking mad. Very mad. So mad that I thought it might be a good idea to run away from him.

"No one tries to give Landon Payne a counterfeit bill!" The vendor yelled, and chased after us, looking like he wanted to wring our necks whether we repaid him or not.

"Run!" I yelled, and the three of us ducked into an ally. It was narrow and there were no wagons or horses, and very few people. Probably a good place for Mr. Payne to give us some Payne without anyone else knowing.

We just kept running down the ally until we ran straight into a lady coming out of her house.

"Uh, sorry!" I apologized, "But we're running from-"

"Stop right there young man!" The lady said, spreading her arms out to catch Sam and Fred too. "You think you can just run amuck through ally-ways? You'd better be careful, you might get hurt! I almost knocked you to the ground with my door."

"Thanks," Fred said, "But right now we really need to go!"

"Stop! Stop those three!"

The lady looked over us with a piercing gaze. I could tell she knew we were the three Mr. Payne was talking about.

"Well, boys, is this what you were running from?" She asked. I had a sinking felling that the look in her eyes meant she was going to turn us in.

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