Crab Apples: Part 5

By GED MAYBURY

He passed the campground on the right (the hill side) and then the little public park on the left with the big, ugly, concrete block changing sheds at one end (where the council wanted the new mural), then he was in among the shops.

There was the usual bunch of wandering holiday-makers about, all drifting along in that maddeningly slow way they had. Randy wove his way through to the place where the bus from Hamilton came in. Piho had to be on it this time, had to! Or he was going to go nuts in this place.

Randy watched as the people got off: a Swedish backpacker, a few hippies, a clump of sticky-looking children with their flustered parents quacking after them, and ... he got a real shock.

The last one off wasn't Piho at all, but Tammy Turinger!Tammy! Tall, thin, goofy-looking Tammy, with those wonderful lips ... and those neat little knees ... and _ and ... Randy's heart began to flutter.

Suddenly he felt sticky and flustered too. (Of course it wasn't love or anything! Sure, everyone else said it was, but hey! What did they know? He and she were just friends, that's all, just friends.)

Publisher: Scholastic

Price: $13.95

Age group: 11 plus years