I still wonder if enemies hate it or if their hair falls out. I still don’t know how to make Enemy Pie. Enemy Pie was delicious!Īfterward, Jeremy invited me to play on his trampoline in the morning. And neither of them was losing any hair! It seemed safe enough so I took a tiny taste. “If it’s so bad,” Jeremy asked, “why has your dad already eaten half of it?” I looked at my dad. “Jeremy, don’t eat it! I think it’s poisonous or something!” Jeremy crumpled his eyebrows and looked at me funny. I didn’t want Jeremy to eat Enemy Pie! He was my friend! “My dad never makes pies like this.” Suddenly, I panicked. I think he thought I was just pretending. “Dad,” I said, “it’s sure nice having a new friend in the neighborhood.” I was trying to tell him that Jeremy was no longer my enemy. I was beginning to think that we should just forget about Enemy Pie.īut after dinner, Dad brought out the pie and cut it into slices. Jeremy’s too! Maybe Jeremy Ross wasn’t so bad after all. We played games until my dad called us down for dinner.ĭad made macaroni and cheese-my favorite. I climbed up first and tore the enemy list off the wall. And he did let me play on his trampoline. And enemies aren’t allowed in my tree house.īut he did teach me to throw a boomerang. I knew he was going to ask that! But he was the top person, the ONLY person, on my enemy list. When we climbed over the fence to find it, the first thing Jeremy noticed was my tree house. I threw it, and it went into my backyard. He threw it, and it came right back to him. But I couldn’t tell Dad that, since he had worked so hard on the Enemy Pie. We rode bikes and played on the trampoline. When Jeremy opened the door, he seemed surprised. I just had to spend one day with Jeremy Ross, then he’d be out of my hair for the rest of my life. Are you sure you want to go through with this?” “There is one part of Enemy Pie that I can’t do. While the pie cooled, he filled me in on my job. What exactly did it do to enemies? Maybe it made their hair fall out. “If Enemy Pie smelled bad, your enemy would never eat it,” he said. Instead, I smelled something really, really good coming from our kitchen. I tried to imagine how horrible it must smell. I listened to the sounds of my dad making Enemy Pie. I brought earthworms, but he didn’t need those. What kinds of things-disgusting things-would I put into a pie for an enemy? I brought Dad weeds, but he shook his head. “Enemy Pie is the fastest known way to get rid of enemies.” I begged him to tell me something-anything. But Dad said the recipe was so secret, he couldn’t tell me. You may be wondering what exactly is in Enemy Pie.

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