Penrod And Sam

Georgie Bassett was a unique young man. He was unaware of it until he overheard his mother discussing it with two of his aunts one day. The guys came to the conclusion that the weather is unjust. All during the week there had been pleasant breezes and clear skies but on Saturday around breakfast the dome of heaven completely filled with a dark mist. Mrs. Schofield was returning from a three-day trip to see her sister in Dayton Illinois when she lost herself in a daydream on the train. In her reflective mind she replayed several memory plays and Penrod appeared in each one as a main character or star. This winter the Schofields went without a cat but the Williams yard had a lovely white cat. Penrod slouched down in the pew leaning one side and resting his legs on the back of the pew in front. As a result those seated behind only saw a tuft of hair and one bored ear of him. They sat down in the large dining room quietly enough but their brazen looks caused them to purposefully bump into their neighbors and jostle one another as they did so. The slight explosion of paper crackers that released fantastical headwear brought the reflection to a close.