Harry, the Wind Is Blowing
Mar 01, 2020
3 minutes
by Helena Clare Pittman
Art by Marty Kelley
text © 2020 by Helena Clare Pittman, art © 2020 by Marty Kelley
HARRY WAS AFRAID of the wind. It whistled under his door. It made the iron fence hum eerie music. The wind followed Harry home from the school bus. It blew off his hat. At night it made the trees creak in the woods near his house. It made sheets drying on the line sound
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