The tall man continued to pull the sack down over Stewie. Megan expected his head to rip out of the sack, but amazingly the sack went over his knees, calves, ankles and finally feet. Then the tall man stood up holding the burlap sack. It was limp except for a lump at the bottom maybe the size of a baby rabbit.
"So much for the trick," said the man in a satisfied voice.
"So you're a magician?" Megan asked in awe.
He laughed, "You might say that. Now for your treat. Open your bag, my pretty."
Megan complied, opening her pillow case sack of candy, "Uh, what happened to Stewie?"
"Aaaaah!" squeaked a tiny voice as the tall man up-ended his burlap sack and shook out a tiny figure into Megan's waiting bag.
Megan peered into her bag. There was Stewie sitting in her heap of candy holding his now tiny bag and looking up in terror at her giant face. "Stewie?"
"Enjoy your treat!" the tall man said slamming the door.
"You've got to help me!" squeaked Stewart.
Megan looked down at the tiny man and smiled. Then she twisted her bag shut, and began skipping down the sidewalk toward the street.