Juan was impatient. "Coco, you must hurry or we will never get done," he said sharply. But the little burro only plodded. "Get off and walk, Lucita," Juan said. "You are probably too heavy for him when it is so steep." So Lucita walked behind, holding the red scarf tightly.

Daniel pretended not to notice when Chad... began looking over the new Pigeon-Raiser's Guide. I really don't care, anyway, he told himself, and began poking at the fire. Dad sat down in a nearby chair. "So, Daniel, how did your pigeons like their new loft?"

"In trouble?" Grandpa asked. "Yes," Edward growled. "I'm always the one.... I was building a bridge with the new bulldozer but Mom said I had to share and it isn't fair! Now I can't play at all and Sammy's going to wreck everything."

No one looked like the miracle-worker of Joseph's dreams. A man sitting on a table was doing most of the talking. All about trees having fruit and good words coming from a good heart and stuff like that. Joseph was getting restless. Where was Jesus?

A little climbing rose had opened it's first bloom by the front door. "Grandma gave me that," Becky said with a bright smile.... "But where did you get this?" Mrs. Wise asked, pointing to the bramble bush. Becky thought a moment. "...I guess I've had it since I was born!"

"Do you know what a conscience is?... A conscience is something inside you that tells you if you have done something bad. It reminds us of things we have done that we should not have done." Misha understood. Yes, his conscience was talking to him.