“I’m glad you’re home!” Trevor said quickly. “My mom has to go to a meeting this morning, and I don’t want to go with her. She said I could come over to your house. If it’s convenient,” he added. “I’m not supposed to beg.”
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Joseph Anderson Donetti sighed and rolled over in bed. He cracked one eye and peeked at the summer sunshine spilling around the edges of the window shades into his bedroom. He yawned and stretched mightily.
By Linda Porter Carlyle MacKenzie Isabelle Evans sat cross-legged on an old quilt on the grass and leaned back against one leg of the lawn chair where Mom rested. Mac sighed. She felt as if she could sit happily in that same spot forever, surrounded by her Kansas kin. (Kin was a new word she’d
By Linda Porter Carlyle MacKenzie Isabelle Evans heard the telephone ring, but she paid no attention to it. That is, until she heard Grandma say to somebody on the other end of the line, “I’m sure she’d love to go horseback riding this morning.” Mac bounced in her chair. “Is Grandma talking about me?” she
MacKenzie Isabelle Evans pressed her nose against the back seat window of the car. She watched the flat land of Kansas slide by outside. “How much farther is it?” she asked. “Are we almost there yet?”
Dad put the garlic bread on his plate and set down his fork. “This sounds serious,” he said. “What’s up?”
“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.
