Charnan Simon books

Dance Team

“Hi, Mr. and Mrs. Coleman,” she said cheerfully. “I still can’t get used to not having you next door. It’s just not right!” Mom beamed at Leah. “I know—it’s like old times, having you pop in. Do you want a cookie before you go to the mall? I made peanut butter —your favorite.” “Mmmm!” Leah grabbe...