“Big news, Little Man,” Daddy told Zander. “I have a new job. We’re moving.”
Moving?
Away from Aspen Street and his bedroom with its secret hidey-hole?
Away from the park where Zander zoomed, lickety-split, down the slide?
“Away from Nana and Poppa?” cried Zander.
Daddy nodded and hugged him tight.
“Far away?”
Daddy showed Zander on Poppa’s globe where their new home would be. “That’s far, far away from Nana and Poppa,” whispered Zander.
The day before moving day, Zander, Nana, and Poppa did all of their favorite things.
Zander helped Nana make cookies. He sighed. “No more cookie baking.”
“We’ll bake when we visit on holidays,” Nana told him.
“No more monkey puppet shows with Poppa.”
“Until we visit, I’ll practice on the cat,” said Poppa. His monkey patted…
