"Good morning miss martin" chorused the children as she stepped in.
"I want to see the twins right now" she said, rather rudely.
The twins crept up like shadows and gave their bag to Miss martins.
They smiled their best smiles, " We have packed miss" in sing-song voices.
" Very well we shall take our leaves," Miss martins cried " ta ta kids!"
"Good bye miss-" "SLAM!" the door shut.
Mary's dairy entry that day," We have arrived at Blamwells farm. The Jones family I see. Typical."
this is not written byJohn and Mary or Mary and John
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