March 17, 2017 by authorjdholiday
As they turned the corner onto Wil’s street, they stopped. They all stared toward Wil’s house.
“Where’s the snowman?” Wil cried.
“What could have happened to it?” Joey asked.
They began to run down the block. Their snowman was scattered around the front yard. They stared at the snowy mess.
Robert threw up his hands. “He’s all smashed,” he said.
Franny stamp her foot. “Bud did it,” she said.
“What do you say about Bud now, Wil?” Joey asked.
Wil frowned. “Well, maybe Bud didn’t do it,” she said.
“What? It had to be him,” Franny cried.
“You can’t mean it,” Joey added.
Wil said, “Maybe it was an accident. Or, maybe it was somebody else besides Bud.”
Now Robert, Suzie, Franny and Joey were all frowning.
Robert shook his head again. “One batch of cookies and you crumble,” he said. “Look around you, Wil!”
From The Great Snowball Escapade by JD Holiday