Sam the Man & the Cell Phone Plan by Frances O'Roark Dowell & Amy June Bates

Sam the Man & the Cell Phone Plan by Frances O'Roark Dowell & Amy June Bates


Author:Frances O'Roark Dowell & Amy June Bates
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Atheneum/Caitlyn Dlouhy Books

Sam decided to take the code sheets out of the folder and put the folder back into his backpack. If he showed everybody the folder right now, they’d make a big deal out of it, and then Mr. Pell would say, “What’s going on here?” and then Jackson Grubb would get in even more trouble and Sam would get punched even harder.

Because Sam might not know what the message meant, but he was pretty sure Jackson Grubb was the one who wrote it.

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Chapter Eight

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Balloon Problems

Mr. Stockfish was examining a red leaf with a little black bump on it. “When I was a kid I was taught that these bumps were bug eggs,” he told Sam. “But recently I found out that they could also just be spots where bugs have taken a bite out of the leaves.”

“How can you tell the difference?” Sam asked.

“I don’t know,” Mr. Stockfish said. “I’ve looked it up, but I can’t find information that says for sure.”

“Not even on your phone?”

“Not even on my phone,” Mr. Stockfish said, rolling his eyes. “Imagine that.”

The afternoon was windy and leaves were blowing off the trees all around them. Sam wondered if any of his neighbors would pay him to rake the leaves from their yards. He wondered if he should start a leaf collection. Maybe he would only collect leaves with bug bumps on them. He could set up a museum in the garage, so everyone could come see his buggy leaves.

Sam liked that plan. For one thing, it didn’t make his stomach hurt. He was tired of thinking about things that made his stomach hurt. Riding home from school on the bus, Sam couldn’t stop thinking about Jackson Grubb’s face staring at him from the hallway outside of Mr. Pell’s classroom that afternoon before the last bell rang. Sam had been copying down spelling words from the board when Gavin had turned around and poked him in the shoulder with his pencil.


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