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Here is chapter two of my book. 

Chapter Two: the Daily Family

        That night when Chris’s dad got home Chris ran to greet him.  Mr. Anderson said “how is my little cumquat”. “I‘m Fine dad. Guess what” Chris asked. “What” said John? At that moment Anita walked in. “Hi mom I was just getting ready to tell dad the news” Chris said. “What news” said John? “Oh dad it’s wonderful. We found out where the Daily’s live” Chris said excitedly. “That is god news but how did you find out” John asked? Chris told her story again to her dad and by the time it was done it was supper time.

        The next morning Chris found out that they would be going to see the Daily’s that afternoon. As soon as Chris got home she sad hi to her mom and went to freshen up a bit. And by the time her dad got they were ready to have an early dinner. On the way to the daily’s Chris asked a lot of questions about her long lost cousins. And her parents were glad to answer them.

        As they pulled down the lane to the house Chris was dumbfound at what she saw. Chris thought about where they were. They were on a well kept farm no more than 2 miles outside of town. The farm was a lovely farm there was a barn, a hen house, a pond, and even a two story house. The house was a beautiful house. It red shutters frilly white curtains hung from the windows it was a beautiful house. I wonder what the Daily’s are going to be like. Maybe they won’t like me. Or maybe….. Chris’s mom interrupted her thoughts “your being awful quiet “Anita said. “Oh. Just thinking mom” Chris said. “Were almost to the house” John said.

        As they got out of their car they saw a little girl carrying some flowers she walked past them and went into the house. The Johnson’s decided to go up and ring the doorbell. As soon as they rang it an elderly lady came to the door the lady said “Anita I haven’t seen you in years. Please do come in”. When they went inside they were amazed at all the lovely furniture. Mrs. Daily ushered them into a small sitting room. “Missy it is so good to see you after all these years. I think you might remember John And little Christina. Well I guess she isn’t so little anymore” Anita said. “I was wondering how you got my address” Missy asked. “Well that is a question my daughter can answer” Anita said. Chris explained quickly about how she met Anne and the incident she witnessed on the bus. After she finished Missy said “You know the Andersons”. “Yes. But only for a few days” Chris replied quickly.

        The next day when Chris got on the bus and didn’t see Anne she was worried. She decided to call Anne when she got home. When little Lauren saw that Chris was sad she and Fred went over and sat with her. The rest of the way there Chris was happy.

         True to her word when she got home she told her mom what happened. Then went and picked up the phone in her room and called Anne. She found out that Anne wasn’t feeling too good. So she said that she hopped that she would get better soon and that she would bring the homework by for Anne so she wouldn’t get behind in school. She said goodbye and went down stairs to the smell of fresh cookies.

         She went straight to the kitchen and sat down at the kitchen table. She told her mom about Anne being sick. “Mom would it be okay to ride my bike down to the Andersons. I told them that I would bring Anne her homework by” Chris said. “It’s okay with me. Go on ahead on over. And don’t forget to take some of these delicious cookies over with you” Anita said. “Yes mom” Chris said jokingly.

         As she was looking for their address she was wondering how Anne got sick so easily. I hope she is well enough to do her home work. As she pulled into the Johnson’s drive way she saw a boy about the same age as Anne come out the garage door. Chris got off her bike and leaned it against the side of the porch.

         She walked up the porch steps and rang the door bell. No one came to door so she decided to ring the door bell again. This time she heard someone coming. She stood up straight and waited. The door started to open a little bit at a time till finally she saw the same boy who had walked out of the garage door.” Hello how can I help you” the boy said. “I came by to Anne Johnson. Is this the Johnson residence” Chris asked. “Oh Anne has told me so much about you. I’m Tim. Anne’s twin brother” Tim said. “Can I come in” Chris asked. “Oh. I’m sorry. Please do come in.” Tim said. “I came by to drop off some cookies and Anne’s homework” Chris said. “I’ll show you to her room” Tim said.  

         Tim started to walk up the stairs so Chris followed. At the top of the stairs there was a hallway with doors on either side. Tim went up to one and knocked on it. Chris heard Anne’s voice. Then Tim turned around and said “she says you can go in now”. Chris stood at the door while Tim walked away.

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