Nora was 16 years old. Her little brother Jim was sometimes naughty, but he made Nora1a lot. One afternoon2she was walking in the street, she saw a small boy3very fast to her. When he came near her, she was4to see it was Jim. "Hi, Jim," Nora shouted at him. "5are you running so fast?"6Jim didn't stop. He waved to his sister and shouted, stop two boys7fighting. Again. She laughed and 8important job for a little boy, isn't it? You don't do things like that very often. 9are the two boys?" "They are Tom and me," answered Jim when he10down the street very quickly.
