Henry Hopkins and his big sister, Becky, hung their sign onward a tree near the riverbank. "I can't wait," Becky said. "I be in love with to play with our cousins." "I sense of possible fulfilment they let me play games with them this year," Henry said. "They always say I'm too little." "I chance of the desired end Aunt Bessie brings her double-triple-chocolate brownies." Becky licked her lips. "I like Grandma's apple pie best," said Henry. "Look!" Becky pointed across the park. "Here they come!" Across the park squaded Grandma, ...
