Jake and Midge strolled along the
sidewalk on their way to Booker-T's house. It was early morning and
not much traffic along the street. The morning was quiet as the
birds began to sing in the trees and the sun was slowly rising in the
east behind the trees in the park.
“Isn't the sky pretty Jake?”
asked Midge
“I love the morning sunrise,”
said Jake. “The pretty orange glow from the sun on the white
clouds are nice.”
A big white car slowly pulled up
along side of the two as they walked along the sidewalk. A gruff
looking man opened the door and called to Midge. “Come on little
one,” as he held out a piece of beef to her.