Everyday the screen door slammed as she ran outside to check on the seed she had planted. Her mother told her that nothing grows without nourishment. She didn't want to ask so she pulled down the big, black and coverless dictionary from the second to the top shelf of her father's bookcase. She looked for a week under NA, NE, NI and before she could get any further it happened. The screen door swung open and it seemed as if it would never closed so she put the big book down with a heavy thud and went to check.
A tumbleweed of hands and feet knocked her down and rolled over her, stopped, rolled back and started to do everything from the bottom to the top. Her cousins had come for the summer. She was the only child and while she loved her space and getting what she wanted, she also hated being alone and not having a crew at the playground. She smiled at the thought of walking down the park with her 3 cousins and not having to push herself on the merry go round.
