Star Ka'at [antikvár]

Two and Two The muggy, hot summer weather had settled on Washington. Carefully, Jim Evans crept under the loose board in the fence. Beyond was a tangle of weeds high enough to hide him if he kept on his knees as he worked his way to where the wrecker had torn down an old house and left only a cellar hole. There was trash and junk all over the place. And it smelled in the heat. Jim wrinkled his nose as he settled crosslegged, his back against a pile of chipped bricks, and drew a deep breath of relief. Of course, disappearing would not stop them. He scowled. Why couldn't they just leave him alone for once? Just for once! At least he had escaped having to go to the beach today, but when he went back he would listen to them yak-yak-yak. Even now he nearly plugged his ears with his fingers just thinking of Mrs. Dale's nice,