The Aldens finished watering the plants and turned off their hoses. Mrs. Shea carried a pitcher of lemonade out to the garden. The children joined her...
The children stopped back at the police station on their way home. The detective brought back the metal panels from Duffys Garage, the chief said. Tho...
The sign for Sams Scrap Yard stuck out of a tall dirt hill. Wild leafy vines crawled along the dirt and snaked around the sign. A tangle of watermelon...
After breakfast the next morning, Henry lifted one photo off The Applewood Caf wall. He set it on the table next to the photo Sally gave them. Benny w...
The Applewood Caf bustled with lunchtime customers. As the Aldens waited for their orders, they discussed their visit to the armored car company and t...
The children pressed the doorbell of the large gray building. Whirrrrrr. Whirrrrrr. The security camera over the door searched left, then right, then ...
Early Monday before breakfast, the children rode their bikes through the quiet morning streets. As usual, Benny pedaled extra hard, leading all the wa...
Henry led the way through the aisles of Hamus Hardware. It was his favorite place to buy nails, tools, paint, and other building supplies. He knew whe...
You want to know more about the bank robbery? asked Ms. Connelly, the head librarian. Yes, said Henry. Wed like to read articles written the first few...
My tomatoes are moving! Six-year old Benny Alden stood in the garden. He squinted one eye and looked down a row of tomato plants. Yesterday, the row w...
