“How did the letter get here?” asked Eddie. “Who is it from?”
“Beats me…” said Jo. “It’s a mystery.”

“THIS MAP WILL TAKE YOU TO THE ISLAND OF THE MISSING SOCKS,” Eddie read the note over Jo’s shoulder.  “Do you think it is real?”
“I made a wish when I blew out my birthday candles,” said Jo. “To find my rugby sock before Mom found out I’ve lost one again! There is only one way to know if it’s real or not. Let’s go,” he said as he grabbed his water bottle and backpack. “We need to be back before sunset. We need to sleep before tomorrow morning’s rugby match.”

Eddie grabbed his cap and jacket.  “The arrow showed we must head towards the circle of trees by the pond,” he said.
They ran as fast as they could towards the trees. Jo’s skin was tingling. He smiled at Eddie whose cheeks looked flushed.

“It shows here that we must walk a hundred meters to the left. How will we measure it?” asked Eddie, out of breath.
“Grandpa always says that ten meters are thirteen big steps. So a hundred meters must be a hundred and thirty big steps. We must count carefully,” answered Jo.

Following the directions precisely, they reached a small kayak by the river. They got in and went downstream. They rowed past the rocky patch. Grandpa always warned them not to go past this point. Jo looked nervous. “We have to go on,” said Eddie, reading his thoughts.

“There should be an island on the other side of that boulder,” whispered Jo. They narrowed their eyes to see better. The island came into view. “How did we not know about this place?”

“We were never allowed this side of the river,” Eddie reminded him. Their eyes and mouths opened wide. “Are those socks walking around on the sand banks?” asked Eddie. They heard light chatter coming from the socks. Jo’s rugby sock lay in the shade.
“No-one will ever believe us… How do I ask my rugby sock to please come back home?” Jo sighed.

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Carrie OLeary
Carrie OLeary(@carrie-oleary)
1 year ago

This made me smile Marianna. They didn’t happen to spot all my hubby’s lost socks did they?

Sandra James
Sandra James(@sandra-james)
1 year ago

Thank you for solving a world-wide mystery, Marianna! As I type this I know there are people from all corners of the globe scratching their heads and wondering where their latest missing sock went. Such a fun story and I love it that he made the wish when he blew out his birthday candles. Well written and I do hope he can persuade that rugby sock to go home 🙂

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
1 year ago

Your story is funny, Marianna. I smiled too as I read. I think they didn’t notice that the island of the missing socks was just around the corner. It is a fun read, Marianna. Good job.

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Lotchie Carmelo
Lotchie Carmelo(@lotchie-carmelo)
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1 year ago

You’re welcome, Marianna.

Genya Johnson
Genya Johnson(@genya-johnson)
1 year ago

This was brilliant and so funny. Now I know where my missing socks go. Are the children selling the map by any chance? I need to get to that Island before my husband realises I’ve paired odd socks together. Great fun to read.

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Christer Norrlof
Christer Norrlof(@christer-norrlof)
1 year ago

I happen to know the explanation to this mystery! In every washing machine, there is a secret, hidden opening, a portal, that leads directly to your island. That’s how socks disappear, mysteriously and without a trace. Scientists can’t explain it, although they have been studying the topic intensely since washing machines were invented. That’s why we all have single socks lying around in our closets, hopelessly waiting for their twins to reappear. But of course they won’t go back, because they love the paradise island you describe!
A great idea for a mystery, Marianna!

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