Diane, the daughter of his mother’s new friend, sure didn’t look like she knew what “fun” is. Mark kicked a bush nearby. He was angry with his mother, who insisted he make friends with a girl as bizarre as Diane. He didn’t even like the sound of her name.
A shrill cry, coming from the yard beyond the neatly clipped lawn, interrupted Mark’s thought. Two boys were running in their yard. His spirits lifted. Jason and Corey would know how to get rid of her, he thought. She probably wouldn’t mind getting back to her boring book anyway.
Mark walked quietly into the neighbor’s yard. He was surprised to see Diane tagging along.