Some people might think country living is boring, with the wide-open spaces and the big piles of hay. But
I love it here. In the fields with my telescope, I can see faraway stars and the rings of Saturn.
How cool is that?
The problem is, Dad just got some big job at a newspaper, and now we’re moving to New York City. Mom grew up in the city and is so excited she’s practically
I am not glowing.
I’ve lived in the same house every day of my life. I’ve gone to school with the same kids since kindergarten. The fact that I’ll still have the stars in New York is the only thing keeping me from freaking out. Dad promised that our apartment will have a balcony for my telescope. He also promised I wouldn’t have any trouble making friends.
I doubt that one. I like looking at the stars and growing pumpkins. I don’t think kids in the city are interested in things like that.