BISMILLAH

  “All right,” said Mrs. Saeed. “Y aaay ! ”

said Jamaal. He was already running to

the door. “I’ll pick you up from there in

half an hour!” called his mother. “We

have to go to the store!” Jamaal raced

around the side of his house. He went

into the Wilson’s back yard and past their

house. Then he went along Don’s house

and up onto the front porch. He knocked

at the door. “Come on in!” called Don.

He knew it was Jamaal. Jamaal went back to eat here.”