“Oh! How do you do! I’m Susan Walter,” said Mrs. Walter.
“Please wait a minute, Tom! Tom!”
She called someone in the house. “And this is my son, Tom. business trip.
A boy came up.
My husband is on a
He will come back next Monday!
Oh, your daughter is so cute!
How old is she?”
asked Mrs. Walter. “I’m ten years old!” replied Fay by herself. Mrs. Walter said, “Really?
Tom is ten years old, too!
Maybe that two of you will become good friends!” Tom glanced at Fay; a blush came into his face. Then he ran into the house immediately. “Ha, ha, ha…,” laughed Mrs. Walter.
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