Freddie Ramos Springs Into Action
“A Superhero with a Mom “Mr. Vaslov!” I stood up and shouted. “I tried to find him all day!”
“I wonder what he wants,” Mom said.
That’s when my face heated up. He was calling about the purple wristband! Mr. Vaslov must have been wondering where it was. I hoped he wasn’t angry with me. I shouldn’t have taken it without asking. I needed to apologize.
“You look worried, Freddie,” Mom said. “Is anything wrong?”
“I’m not sure,” I said. “But I’d like to talk to Mr. Vaslov.”
“It’s still early,” Mom sai...d. “Let’s go over to his place and see if he’s there.”
Good idea. I’d always wanted to see inside Mr. Vaslov’s apartment. I wondered if he had cut-up computers and tools in there, too.
We walked over to 10B, where Mr. Vaslov lived, and rang the doorbell three times. No one answered.
“Let’s try the toolshed,” I said.
The door was half open, just like I’d left it. And the computers were still blinking, the radio still beeping, and the TV still on.MoreLess
“I wonder what he wants,” Mom said.
That’s when my face heated up. He was calling about the purple wristband! Mr. Vaslov must have been wondering where it was. I hoped he wasn’t angry with me. I shouldn’t have taken it without asking. I needed to apologize.
“You look worried, Freddie,” Mom said. “Is anything wrong?”
“I’m not sure,” I said. “But I’d like to talk to Mr. Vaslov.”
“It’s still early,” Mom sai...d. “Let’s go over to his place and see if he’s there.”
Good idea. I’d always wanted to see inside Mr. Vaslov’s apartment. I wondered if he had cut-up computers and tools in there, too.
We walked over to 10B, where Mr. Vaslov lived, and rang the doorbell three times. No one answered.
“Let’s try the toolshed,” I said.
The door was half open, just like I’d left it. And the computers were still blinking, the radio still beeping, and the TV still on.MoreLess
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