Amu gasped. Some of my apples are missing.
“Lucky! Amu! We need some apples,” said Grandma.
Amu looked outside. Dark shadows fell in the yard. She didn’t want to go up to the orchard. Her cousins had told her it was haunted.
Amu’s brother, Lucky, sneaked up behind her. “Boo!”
Amu jumped.
“Afraid of the ghost?” Lucky chuckled and grabbed two containers. “Let’s go.”
On the way to the orchard, they saw Mr. Sahay feeding a carrot to his horse, Sandy. “Would you like to pick apples with us, Mr. Sahay?” Amu asked.
Mr. Sahay shook his head.
“That hill is too steep for me.”
“We’ll pick some for you,” Amu said.
“That would be a treat.” Mr. Sahay handed her an empty box from his porch. Then a buzzer sounded. “Oh, that’s my kitchen timer. Excuse me.” Mr. Sahay went into his house.
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この記事は Highlights Champs の October 2018 版に掲載されています。
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