Clara Humble and the Kitten Caboodle

Clara Humble and the Kitten Caboodle — page 7
workshop I’d read off Bradley’s mom’s laptop I couldn’t help wrinkling my nose It wasn’t that I didn’t like treasure Bradley and I had been digging holes in his yard for years searching for buried artifacts But there were just so many other cool camps to choose from In the end I picked something else but Bradley had his heart set on four weeks of JTT the same four weeks coincidentally as his new friend Nelson It was good that they got along because they were going to be removing a lot of rust together And I was glad Bradley had a camp friend I just didn’t understand why he’d picked Nelson The guy was so serious What about some SweeTarts then Bradley suggested They’re not sticky No thanks Nelson pushed his glasses up on his nose and flipped another page in the magazine Just leave him alone someone said Even though I was busy picking Jolly Ranchers out of the grass and had my back turned and regardless of the fact that he was mumbling through a mouthful of gumballs I didn’t have to guess who it was More candy for me that way added Shane 14