Debbie and Randy were on their way to the park with their cousin Jean. Jean was twelve years old.  She often took care of the children while Mother was busy.

“Oh, look at all the pretty flowers,” Debbie cried as they entered the park.

“Yes, the flowers are pretty,” said Jean. “But remember, the sign says that we are not to pick the flowers.”

Jean took the children to the sand pile. “You can play here or on the swings,” she said. “Don’t wan­der away or get into the mud pud­dles.” Jean sat and watched the children for a while, Then she opened her book and began to read.

Randy and Debbie played on the swings. Then they played in the sand. Soon Randy got tired of the sand. He stood up.

“Where are you going?” Debbie asked.