There once was a very old house Of 3000 feet squared A sweet little yard and a mighty big tree That reached the clouds, the children said...

After an hour of relentless pursuit, Nunnie finally caught up with Simi, who had at last tired of running.

The girls were there, five in all, Giggling, snarking, being 13 The house was set, the games were planned All was well in birthday-land.

Johanna didn’t know who he was. But he joined them at the park one day about a week after her tenth birthday. 

“Hey, it’s the truck that plays music!” Johanna cried.