E S W N House Bunny's House Nick's ALI'S HOUSE Ms House SNOOPS'S HOUSE ORANGE STREET LEANDRA'S HOUSE House ROBERT'S
ONE DAY and ONE AMAZING MORNING on ORANGE STREET
Orange Color The It was a hot summer day on Orange Street one of those days that seem ordinary until you look back on it Lawn sprinklers sparkled mourning doves cooed and the sky was an amazing blue as it always was in L A Even at eight A M the sun looked like a giant egg yolk In fact a few parents made a joke about the sidewalk being hot enough to fry an egg on by noontime noontime One grumpy kid wondered aloud why anyone would be dumb enough to do that
Everything seemed normal except you couldn’t help noticing the Day-Glo orange cone sitting at the curb in front of the empty lot The mysterious stranger didn’t arrive until later The empty lot belonged to the kids who lived on that particular block of Orange Street They didn’t have the papers to prove they were the owners of course but the lot had been theirs to play in ever since they could remember which even if you subtracted those baby years when nothing really sank in was more or less a decade The lot had no house on it but it wasn’t completely empty because of its orange tree Years ago the tree had shaded the backyard of a house that was later torn down and never rebuilt And oh what a tree it was with its juicy fruit and big huggable trunk and dark canopy of leaves It even had a little plastic swing hanging from a big branch The tree was the last living living member of the grove that had given the street its name long ago Everyone knew that the coolest spot on the street temperature-wise and otherwise was under the orange tree That’s where the Girls With Long Hair Club conducted its meetings Over the years hundreds of things had been buried
