Stanley woke up abruptly.
It was light outside.
He glanced at the clock. Oh no! He was late.
Stanley jumped out of bed, put on his clothes, and ran down to the newspaper office.
It was too late. All the newspapers and kids were gone.
Stanley ran to the grocery store. All the apples were gone.
Stanley’s family depended on every cent. Everyone was expected to pitch in.
That left only one thing.
Stanley would spend the morning holding well-off folks bicycles while they shopped.
He hated that.
Stanley dreamed that one day he would grow up and invent a metal stand with poles that people could lock their bicycles to.
This tip better be good, he thought.
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