
 Julia
and Robbie's mother sighed as she packed the last of their clothes. She
pushed down on the suitcase to make it close and she snapped the latch.
"I'm almost
afraid to plan a vacation," she said. "You two are Double
Trouble."
"Don't be mad
at us," Julia pleaded.
"It wasn't our
fault there was an earthquake when we visited Uncle James," said
Robbie. He was eating a peanut butter sandwich and he talked with his
mouth full. Julia giggled.
"And
it wasn't our fault that the Acorn River flooded when we visited Grandma,"
said Julia.
"Of course it
wasn't your fault and I'm not mad," their mother said. She leaned
down and wiped the crumbs from Robbie's mouth. "But everywhere you
go something seems to happen."
Julia nodded. She
knew it was true. In addition to the earthquake and the flood, a tornado
had nearly hit their town.
"But this time
will be different," said Julia.
"I can't wait
to see what Florida looks like," said Robbie.
It was a long drive
to Florida and their father kept them busy by asking them hurricane questions.
The twins had studied hurricanes at school.
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