Wendy and William looked out the window. It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon.
"Let's go for a walk," said Wendy.
"Sounds great," said William. "We can go to the store and get some ice cream."
William and Wendy headed out the door and down the street. They walked towards the store that is two blocks from their home. Soon, they were in the store, trying to decide what they wanted for ice cream. While they were there, Brian came in and bought some pencils. He handed a twenty-dollar bill to the clerk to pay for them.
"I can't seem to keep pencils around," he said as he passed William and Wendy.
The two waved to Brian and headed back home. As they passed Mr. Hall's house, they heard a loud cry.
"What was that?" William asked.
Wendy looked at William. "I think someone needs help."
"Come on," said William, turning up Mr. Hall's walkway.
A few seconds later, Wendy knocked on the screen door. When no one answered, she peered inside to see Mr. Hall sitting in the dining room. His head was in his hands.
"Mr. Hall, are you all right?" Wendy called through the screen door.
"Oh, no! Oh no!" Mr. Hall repeated. Then he waved towards the door. "Come in," he called.
"What's wrong, Mr. Hall?" William asked as they entered the dining room.
"The money in my wallet is missing!" Mr. Hall said in a desperate tone. "It had one hundred dollars inside yesterday."Paragraphs 15 to 85:
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