![]() ![]() Henshaw, I am sorry I was rude in my last letter… Maybe I was mad about other things, like Dad forgetting to send this month’s support payment. And he never imagines the kinds of things he’ll be writing about: Dear Mr. When, in second grade, Leigh writes to an author to tell him how much he “licked” his book, he never suspects that he’ll still be writing to him four years later. Henshaw, whose surprising answer changes Leigh’s life. Then Leigh’s teacher assigns a letter-writing project. He’s lonely, troubled by the absence of his father, a cross-country trucker, and angry because a mysterious thief steals from his lunchbag. Now in sixth grade, Leigh lives with his mother and is the new kid at school. Hop in and I’ll give you a lift to school.”Leigh Botts has been author Boyd Henshaw’s number one fan ever since he was in second grade. I wish someday Dad and Bandit would pull up in front in the rig … Dad would yell out of the cab, “Come on, Leigh. ![]() ![]() I guess I wish a lot of other things, too. Henshaw,I wish somebody would stop stealing the good stuff out of my lunchbag. * All Partners were chosen among 50+ writing services by our Customer Satisfaction Teamĭear Mr. ![]()
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