Change Can Be Good
The Robinsons stepped from their time machine. A pine forest greeted them: birds twittered, insects buzzed, a cool breeze blew pleasantly. Nothing moved.
“We can build a home here,” Father declared, “Earth has finally recovered.”
“Where's Will?” Mother asked worriedly.
“Mom! Dad!” Will ran into the clearing. “We have to go!”
“Why son? Listen: there are bees again!”
The buzzing got much louder. Soon, a bee squeezed into the clearing.
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