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Our family had lived in Los Angeles for two weeks. "LA is not a bad place, Sonny." Dad said. But I didn't like the city. I missed* Michigan. I missed my old friends and even the trees there.
That afternoon, I went out to find a basketball court*. Dad said there was one around, but it was twenty-minutes' walk away! When I got there, I saw three children playing some kind of one-on-one*. Two of them were taller than me, and one was about my size.
The short boy played well, but the other two were too tall for him. One-on-one wasn't his game. He needed someone to pass to. I went down to the other basket and played alone. Then I heard someone calling me. It was the short boy.
"I'm Louie. Are you coming to join us? Small against* tall."
"Sounds good." I thought for some time. "I'm Sonny."
Louie introduced the other two boys. They were Chuck and David. We nodded to each other and started the game. Like I said, Louie really was a good player. He just needed someone to pass to. Soon, Chuck and David found ▲ . The score was always close. Both teams had to try our best. In the end, Louie and I didn't win the game, but we made it interesting.
A little later, I saw Dad come. I said goodbye to them.
"Coming back tomorrow?" asked Louie.
"Yeah."
The sun was going down behind pink and orange clouds. On the way back home, Dad said, "Who said Los Angeles doesn't have great sunsets*?"
"LA is not a bad place." I said. Now, it could be home.
