“They watched it rising up, as straight and smooth as an elevator on its way to the very top floor of a building taller than the tallest tree. They run downstairs and went outside. Up and up went the balloon, jerkily, fidgety now, and fits and starts like a rock climber zig-zagging up a cliff.”
“I want to help,′ says Dusty. ‘Why don’t you play with your train!’ suggests Grandpa. ‘I have to watch the pancakes.’ ‘Or else?’ asks Dusty. ‘Or else there will be no food to ear,’ says Grandpa. ‘Go play with your traing and little men.”
“Aunt Willie came and stood by Sara, and they watched Wanda climb on the back of the motor scooter. As Wanda and Frank drove off, Aunt Willie laughed again and said, ‘Next thing, you’ll be going off with some boy on a motorcycle.”