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When the ice show came to town
The colorful flyer on the bulletin board at the ice rink caught my eye. A famous ice show was coming to town! I asked my mom if my younger sister, Val, and I could take the bus to the arena, just the two of us. She said yes!
The day of the show, we excitedly boarded the bus. But as I put the coins into the change counter, I realized I hadn’t figured the fare correctly. I had to use part of the money for our return trip to get us to the rink.
The ice show was magical—all glamour, glitter, and grace. But I worried how we were going to get home. Even if I’d had money to call Mom on a pay phone, she couldn’t pick us up because my dad had the family car.
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