Ace took the yardstick then watched the repairman’s various demonstrations. The last one made him chuckle. He smirked. “I don’t think I’d be ABLE to do the last one. Let’s try…” Ace put the yardstick behind his head so it was hidden behind his back and after a few seconds he pulled it back out with a shrug. “Nothing…”
He then went to prop it on a rock which happened to hide it from the repairman’s view nor was Ace looking; but he jumped when he felt it disappear from his hand. “Ummmm…” He pulled his empty hand from behind the rock then looked to see if he had dropped it, but it was nowhere to be found. Even the shifting sands wouldn’t have been THAT quick! “How did you do that,” Ace queried, clearly mystified.
“Oh…” the Repairman said, clearly disappointed. “Maybe not…”
He was about to say something else, but he noticed Ace’s confusion over…something.
He clambered over the rock to see that…Ace had succeeded! He had found his hammerspace! He couldn’t help but smile.
“Oh, that was all you!” he exclaimed. “You found your…your hammerspace, your inventory!”
He took a second to calm down.
“…Now, just reach behind your back, or to the side…”
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