MacKenzie Isabelle Evans watched the fat raindrops chase each other down the car window. She sniffed disgustedly. “I don’t know why it has to rain today!” she exclaimed. “I don’t care if it rains tomorrow! But why does it have to rain today?”
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MacKenzie Isabelle Evans unbuckled her seat belt and jumped out of Mrs. Korner’s truck. “You won’t believe how much food we bought!” she shouted. “I think we could feed all of Jacksonville!”
Trevor Paul Monroe unfolded the piece of paper he had drawn from the cookie jar. He read it and groaned.
“What do you think happened to our water?” he asked. “It’s really creepy to turn on the faucet and nothing happens!”
Joseph Anderson Donetti looked up from the book he was reading. Rain beat against the windows and ran down the glass panes. Joseph wiggled into a more comfortable position in the big over-stuffed chair. He looked for his place on the page again. The story was getting very exciting!
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans stood in the middle of the lawn. She put two fingers into her mouth and whistled a long, piercing whistle.
Mama smiled at Hannah through the open window. “Sh!” she said softly and pointed to the back seat. Hannah peeked in at Baby Paulo. His head drooped down to his chest. His dark hair clung to his head in damp curls. Just looking at Baby Paulo made Hannah smile. Even when she definitely did not feel like smiling.
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans felt like stamping her feet. She took a deep breath instead. “Are you sure I can’t go outside and play?” she asked.
Supper was finally over. Somehow Trevor had not enjoyed his Sloppy Joes like he usually did. The food seemed to be sitting in a solid lump in the middle of his stomach.
He was tired of being the little brother. He was tired of not getting to do stuff that Brad and Ben got to do. He was quite angry about it in fact.
