“Mom!” Randy cried, running into the kitchen. “A new boy has moved into the house down the street. He is lust my size. May we ask him to come and play?”

“Yes,” said Mother. “I’ll write a note to his mother.”

Randy and Debbie took the note and raced down the street. The new boy was sitting on the steps. He looked sad. “Hi,” said Randy. “What’s your name? Will you come and play with us?”

“My name Is Peter,” the boy said. “Sure, I’ll go. If Mom will let me” Peter’s mother came to the door. Randy gave her the note. “Yes, run and play with them, Peter,” she said.

The children played with their red ball. They played with Scrappy. At last they sat down in the shade of the trees for a rest.

“Where did you live before, Peter?” Randy asked. “Is It very far from here?”

“Miles and miles,” Peter answered. “At first Daddy looked at the map a lot.  Then he thought he didn’t look any more and we got lost.”