Scary Night

My Grandpa and Grandma Brown live in a wonderful town called Prescott, Arizona. You get there by driving for hours and hours, up a steep, twisting road that always makes me carsick. The best thing to do for this, my mother says, is to eat lemon drops. Lemon drops are candy, but they're not very good candy. I eat them, but they don't make me feel much better. All they do is make me hate lemon drops, because they remind me of being carsick.

Grandpa and Grandma live outside of town. There are pine trees and big rocks with moss on them, around their house. You can go out any time and find horny toads and lizards to play with, and at night, there are animals yipping, and Grandpa says they're foxes.

The Den

The best room in the house is the den. Every day, Mama makes me have a nap-time there. I think she thinks I'm going to get mad, because I'm almost six now, and that's too old for naps. She says I don't have to sleep, I just have to go into the den for an hour and rest. What she doesn't know, is that that's the best time of the day. I can close the door on everybody else and be all by myself. I can do whatever I want, and there's nobody watching.