Dad put the garlic bread on his plate and set down his fork. “This sounds serious,” he said. “What’s up?”
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“You know what would be really fun?” Mac asked, dancing through the door while Joseph still held it. “We could come to the post office next Christmas and open the door for people who are coming to mail their packages. There are always lots and lots of people mailing boxes then."
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans couldn’t believe her eyes as she looked out the bedroom window! In fact, she rubbed them to make sure she was not dreaming. “It snowed!” she shrieked as she leaped out of bed. “It snowed!” she yelled as she jumped down the stairs, two at a time.
Trevor Paul Monroe could not believe his ears! “You mean Brad and Ben get to go do things with their youth group, and I have to go sit in the backyard? And not do anything? I just have to sit there?” he exclaimed.
Joseph Anderson Donetti sat down on the porch and chuckled to himself. G.M. had really outdone herself this time! He couldn’t believe the school assignment she had given him.
Hannah Maria Estevez looked out the kitchen window at the pouring rain. “It’s funny!” she exclaimed. “We’re writing a report about water, and it’s raining!”
Joseph Anderson Donetti jumped up when he heard the knock on the kitchen door. The clipboard with his math paper on it and his pencil tumbled to the floor.
Trevor Paul Monroe looked up from the silverware drawer as Mom said to her kitchenful of boys, “Hurry up, guys, Dad will be home any minute. We need to have supper on the table when he gets here because he has to go right out again after we eat. He has a meeting at church tonight.”
“I’ve got news,” Pastor Chuck announced. Everyone in the Sabbath School class looked up expectantly and waited.
Mac looked across Mr. Peters’s yard and frowned. Mr. Peters was known in the neighborhood for his beautiful flowers, but not for his generosity. Mac would never forget the time he had gruffly shouted at her not to touch his roses. And all she had been doing was smelling them!
