Roxy Ramirez counted her money Ten twenty twenty-five thirty Thirty whole dollars saved from one great birthday and two good grades Roxy only needed twenty-seven for the Mad Scientist Chemistry Set she’d been dreaming of This is more than enough Roxy told a squirrel in her yard She skipped off down her block
Just three more blocks Roxy told a bee as she weaved away from it Up ahead she saw her friend Jed running beneath his brand new kite It swooshed and soared It dipped and dove and then crash into a tree branch Jed tugged and tugged on the string until it snapped
