The toy life of the brightville

Previously

…“Good,” Rusty rumbled, his gruffness softened by a hint of something akin to pride. “Now let’s get out of here before the humans return and decide we’re just more toys to be tossed aside.” As Barnaby carefully tucked the drawing beneath his arm, he felt a profound sense of accomplishment. Professor Hoot’s riddle, once a confusing jumble of words, had led us directly to the heart of Lily’s problem, and to the solution. The adventure was far from over, but for the first time since Lily had left, Barnaby felt a true glimmer of hope. We had found Lily’s hidden treasure, and with it, the chance to save her home.