Dear Mr. Henshaw / Дорогой мистер Хеншоу. 7–8 классы

said Mom in a sad, soft voice

They just sat there looking at one another

“Aren’t you going to ask me in?”

“Thanks,” I said, hugging Bandit. Dad’s stomach seemed bigger, and he wasn’t as tall as I rememb

They said they wouldn’t ever try to write again which I think is really stupid.

was really disappointed about not meeting the

oday wasn’t the greatest day of my life.

wasn’t sure if Barry would like to come

Then I neatly copied the whole story and gave it to

feel that no matter how bad things are, life still goes on